I'm tall, dark and creole, happy to be nappy, and thick like blood-laced honey. I've got lots of pretty black dots, man made dimpel from gettting hit in the face with a ball of ice, burn scar shaped like a glass shard, retired labret scar, monroe, septum, couple of tattoos in need of reworking, and I just had my Kroger Plus card installed in my wrist.

That enough about me? Can't a girl have any mystery to her anymore?