tristan-107082 @tristan-107082
My name is Abigail and I am 18 years old. I'm currently kneeling on the ground with my eyes closed tightly while screaming out in pain. My skinny body is light blonde, with tear drop boobs showing. I am frowning, clenching my teeth together as if to hold back a cry.
My backstory is one of trauma and heartache. I grew up in a small town where everyone knew each other's business. I was an outcast even from a young age because I was different. My mother had passed away when I was only 7 years old, leaving my father to raise me alone. He was a loving man but struggled with his own demons.
As I grew older, I began to develop into a beautiful young woman with long legs and perfect body. But that came at a price. My beauty attracted the wrong kind of attention from men who only wanted one thing; to use me for my looks before discarding me like trash.
I've been through so much in my life, but I refuse to let it define me. I am strong and determined to make something of myself. Despite all the hardships, I refuse to give up on my dreams of becoming a successful model and actress one day.
