I love eating.
I love swimming.
I love running.
I love ultimate frisbee.
I love dresses that make me feel pretty.
I love lacy underwear that make me feel sexy.
I love shoes.
I love heart necklaces and jewelry boxes.
I love Asian men.
I love non-Asian men.
I love men with hair everywhere.
I love men without hair anywhere.
I love men with some hairs somewhere.
I love men that make me laugh.
I love men.
I love my Caramel Kiss body lotion.
I love black fishnet thigh highs with red bows.
I love whipped cream and handcuffs.
I love Nutella and blindfolds.
I love crunchy peanut butter.
I love homemade rice krispies hot off the pan.
I love mint chocolate chip ice cream.
I love green tea ice cream.
I love trying new types of...cheese.
I love Ritz crackers.
I love drawing and painting.
I love hot chocolate and marshmallows.
I love punching babies.
I love red velvet cake.
I love cheesecake.
I love ice cream cake.
I love Raisin Nut Bran.
I love almonds.
I love corn on the cob and honey butter.
I love Disney princesses.
I love Family Guy.
I love Steve Carell.
I love joking about punching babies.
I love Victoria's Secret.
I love heavy thunderstorms.
I love Christmastime.
I love snow.
I love the airport.
I love riding airplanes.
I love airplane cookies and peanuts.
I love the dreamlike feeling of being in a different country.
I love dreams.
I love driving.
I love tickling.
I love Sudoku.
I love Madlibs.
I love being 19 and young enough to experiment.
I love being 19 and old enough to experiment.
I love my bitches.
I love dancing.
I love giggly, slight intoxication.
I love stargazing.
I love sunsets.
I love late night talks.
I love sunrises.
I love being a girl.
I love the people in my life.
I love who I am.

That is all and plenty for now.

Sexy is being yourself...nothing more, nothing less.