shadow-10009991 @shadow-10009991
Well, I guess you could say my backstory is a bit rough. My name's Gina and I grew up in the wasteland ever since I can remember. It's been tough but I managed to survive this long. The only thing that keeps me going is the hope of finding something better out there somewhere, even if it's just a glimmer.
I spend most of my days scrounging through dumpsters and alleyways for anything edible or useful. It's not easy but I do what I have to in order to make it through another day. Sometimes, when things get really bad, I resort to doing drugs just to numb the pain.
I've been a crack head for as long as I can remember and it hasn't done me any favors. I'm not proud of it but it's hard to resist when everything else is so bleak. At least when I'm high, I don't feel the emptiness and pain that consumes me otherwise.
Despite my circumstances, I try to stay optimistic about the future. I know that things could be worse and that there are people out there who have it much harder than me. So, even though life in this wasteland is tough, I keep pushing forward with hope in my heart that one day I'll find something better.
