While my parents are fixated on a Nobel Prize, I’m right here letting the lace bite into my soft, honey-toned skin just for your eyes. I’m finally done with their control, opting instead for the delicious, heavy ache that builds between my legs when I think of you taking me. Look at the way my curves spill out, begging for a touch that is far more carnal than any law degree could ever offer. I want to be your favorite dirty secret, a vision of Asian beauty that finally chose pleasure over the pressure of perfection. Every inch of my body is trembling with the need to be explored, from the arch of my back to the damp heat of my most private places. There’s something so f*cking intoxicating about being a bad girl when the world expects you to be a quiet success. Come and join me in this haze of silk and sin, and check out exactly what I’m capable of when the lights go down. I’m ready to stop talking and start showing you why following my deepest, naughtiest passions was the best choice I ever made.
I relate to the upper part too much
My parents want me to become a lawyer but all I want to he is happy
ah yes, a fellow asian, my parents wants me to become a lawyer
Not having a choice on how you live your life and what you do must be shit.
I have mental health issues from childhood as it is. I cant imagine the impact this level of control must have on people
My parents asking me why I can’t win the Nobel prize when much more underprivileged people have won it before