I’m 21 years old, and I have a body count of 6. And they’re all people I dated. I haven’t been in a long-lasting relationship. I was loyal in my first childish relationship for 2 years, and he was the one who deflowered me. Since I broke up with him, I haven’t been able to hold down a relationship for long because I just used to date because I didn’t want to be alone, not because I was in love. Hence how I bagged 5 extra body counts in just 2 years. That talk of “stay in that your relationship because before you go see true love, they go knack you scatter,” is fucking true. Although I’m not really sad about it because I don’t have regrets. I made a promise to myself that the next person I’m going to have sex with is going to be my husband because I am a very pretty girl with a very sexually appealing body, so I am being extra careful with whom I let into my space. Also, I know we can’t really predict the future, but before I give my body to any guy again, I will be sure that I’m going to last a very long time with this person. I don’t mind waiting for years. I started this journey since last year December, and it has been going great for me. I feel proud of myself whenever I think about this decision. My next relationship is going to be the best because I am really working on myself and will put in all my work. Sometimes I’m sad about being single, but at least I’m not having sex with anybody, so it’s still a win. My next relationship will be getting a revamped pussy!
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