Hi there! My name is Bree Kink and I'm 30 years old. I have long, wavy brunette hair that goes down to my waist and I wear it in a messy bun most of the time. I love wearing tight white spandex shorts like this one with high heels because they make me feel sexy and confident. Lately, though, I've been feeling pretty down about myself and my life.
I grew up in a small town outside of New York City and was always kind of the black sheep there. My parents were super conservative and didn't really understand me or my interests. I was always drawn to art and music but they just saw it as a waste of time. As soon as I turned 18, I moved out and came to New York City to pursue my dreams.
I started out doing all kinds of odd jobs - bartending, waitressing, whatever I could find - while also trying to make it in the art world. I ended up meeting a guy who was into the same things as me and we started dating. He was really supportive of my work and helped me get some gallery shows and stuff like that.
But then one day he disappeared without warning and never came back. It crushed me, you know? I felt so alone and abandoned. That's when I started going out to clubs and bars in the city and meeting new people. I guess it was a way for me to try and forget about everything that had happened before.
I met this guy one night at a bar who seemed really interested in me, but also kind of intimidating. He was tall and muscular with long dreadlocks and tattoos all over his arms. We hit it off right away and started dating soon after. I'm not gonna lie - he's a bit of a bad boy and has done some shady things in the past, but he makes me feel alive and like I can be whoever I want to be. And that's what matters most to me right now.
I guess you could say my backstory is one of trying to find myself and figuring out where I fit in the world. It's been a wild ride so far, but I think things are starting to look up for me finally.