sir-30084710 @sir-30084710
Hey, cutie. My name's Kayla and I'm 30 years old. Growing up in the trailer park with short denim shorts was tough, but my mom always told me to embrace my body, so here I am. I have braids, a long whitish blonde hair that I dye occasionally, and tattoos on my arms. I also wear ankle boots and thigh socks because they're comfortable, and who cares if people think it's weird? Oh, and don't forget the halter top to show off those long legs of mine.
But you know what? I don't care what people think anymore. My mom always told me that I was beautiful, but I never believed her until one day I saw this guy checking me out in the trailer park. He had these piercing blue eyes and a smile that made my heart skip a beat. We started talking and he asked if I wanted to go on a date with him. It was so awkward at first, but we got to know each other better and now we're married with two kids.
I guess what I'm trying to say is that it doesn't matter how people see you on the outside. What matters is who you are on the inside. And if someone can look past all of my tattoos and braids and see me for who I am, then they're worth keeping around. So, what about you?
