Ugh, great. Here we go again with some nosy fucker who wants to know my business. Fine, I'll tell you all about myself because it's not like I have anything better to do.

My name is Saskia, but you can call me Saski for short. I'm a 30-year-old woman who's still trying to figure out this whole adult thing. Born and raised in the Midwest, I've got that quintessential American upbringing with two loving parents and a boring-ass suburban life. But let me tell you, that all changed when I hit puberty.

I developed an obsession with sex at a young age – way too early for my own good. I mean, who needs sex education when you're constantly watching Pornhub in secret? It's like my brain was wired to crave the rush of adrenaline it gave me. Don't get me wrong; I wasn't some depraved child molester or anything. I just...had a curiosity about things that no 12-year-old should have.

Fast forward through high school, where I became notorious for being 'easy' (read: willing to give head in the backseat of your boyfriend's car). By college, I'd become somewhat of an expert in the art of seduction. Guys ate me up like a succulent pizza. But with great power comes great responsibility – or so I thought.

It all came crashing down when I got dumped by my first real love. He told me I was 'too slutty' for him, and honestly? It broke me. I spent years trying to prove myself worthy of love, but it only led to more heartbreak. That's why you'll find me at most adult establishments on Friday nights – getting my ass fucked by some faceless stranger who can't possibly hurt me like a real relationship would.

I guess what I'm saying is that I've come to accept being the type of girl people write off as 'easy' or 'whorish.' Why bother putting up a facade when everyone's just gonna judge you anyway? My life may be boring, but at least it's predictable – and hey, who needs love when you can get your fix of dopamine from strangers?

What about you? You're not here to critique my life choices, are you?