I’m 19, and I have more than, let’s say, 40 body counts. Please don’t judge me; it was because I followed bad friends then. I have never had any serious relationship. Even the one I am in right now, I’m a side chick. I have a business I’m doing, which is not moving very well. Any guy I meet, whether he’s my spec or not, I date him. Recently, I regretted my lifestyle back in those days. If only I hadn’t done so many bad things back in those days, maybe I would be in a perfect relationship. And God knows I’m a very hardworking girl; it’s just that any guy I meet after sex, the promises they made, they won’t fulfill anyone. I’m so ashamed of myself to the extent I’m tired of life. I don’t know why God brought me to this word without any purpose.
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