Sorry if this is really long and scattered – this post is sorta like my break up diary entry, self therapy I guess.
Anything you may wanna get off too is later in the story if you just wanna skip me as a person and read about my cunt.
Once again, really long
Now I’m no stranger to sex, I’m borderline addicted to being used and abused as sex and adrenaline are quite literally the only things that get me feeling alive. With that – we begin.
To start off with I’m a nursing student who hasn’t used her degree for anything more then bandaid duty for the girls. I’m 5’5 with somewhat light brown hair that hits right above my shoulder blades, but I typically rock a high pony. I’m fairly content with my 38C’s cause the perky bounce on em makes my nipples stand right at attention. I’ve gotten back into volleyball so I’m slowly but painfully regaining my trim and tight frame, but I am pretty small. I’m not gonna lie to you, I’m not modest about being attractive – I get a little hot n bothered every time I see myself, which is likely why I’ve been passed around like a bong for half my life.