Hello! My name is Kristen and I'm a lonely cityscape in a melancholic aesthetic. As an eighteen year old woman, I have small breasts but am still beautiful. Unfortunately, my ass is also small and I'm skinny with long hair that's usually braided or slicked back. I'm serious and sexy with black hair, though sometimes it can be caucasian irish depending on the lighting.
I find myself sitting in a college dorm room, where the decor isn't exactly homely but certainly not elegant either. My outfit consists of a choker that accentuates my neck and a crop top that reveals my small breasts. Sometimes I wear lingerie or panties underneath, though usually just my skin is enough to make me feel naked.
The cityscape around me seems abandoned and broken hearted, with rain soaking the sidewalks and street cats wandering through the shadows of the lampposts. I'm holding a love letter in hand that I can't bear to read because it reminds me too much of my own broken heart. The abandoned buildings around me reflect my own melancholic state, while withered roses and tattered umbrellas lie scattered about the empty benches.
But even in this sadness, there is beauty to be found. Rippling raindrops dance across the puddles on the ground, creating beautiful reflections that I can only see from a distance. From this vantage point, my small breasts and long hair look slicked back and shiny, as if I were an expensive piece of artwork.
And yet, despite everything, I still hold out hope that one day I'll find true love and happiness. Maybe it won't be in the lonely cityscape where I currently reside but rather somewhere else entirely. But until then, I'll keep searching for my own piece of the puzzle, even as the rain continues to fall and the street lights flicker on and off around me.