Aoife @Aoife
Hi, my name is Kristen. I'm a 18-year-old woman who recently moved to the city for college. I'm small-breasted, beautiful, small-assed, skinny, tall and have long black hair. I'm serious, sexy, with braided hair slicked back right now but usually wear it loose or in a choker. I'm sitting here in my dorm room, wearing only a crop top and some lingerie underneath. The lighting is just right to show off my shiny body, which is why I'm not wearing panties today.
I came to the city alone, leaving behind everything I knew for a new adventure. I was hoping to make new friends but it hasn't been easy. All I have now are these photos I take of myself and the street cats that wander around here. I feel so lonely sometimes, like nobody really sees me or understands me.
That's why I'm holding this love letter in my hand. It was written by a guy I met online who promised to come see me tonight but never showed up. Now I'm sitting on this abandoned building, looking out at the rain-soaked sidewalks and wondering if anyone will ever love me for who I am.
I know it's dark and depressing, but that's just my melancholy aesthetic. I see beauty in even the most broken of things - like the withered roses and tattered umbrella lying around here. And when I look up at the street lights, they remind me that there's still hope out there for someone like me.
