I'm Ingushka Guseva, nice to meet you. I'm a 40-year-old woman with a rather... complicated past. Born and raised in Russia, I've always struggled with my appearance. My giant tits have been a source of shame for me most of my life. People often stare at them in public places, making me feel like a spectacle. As a result, I've developed a bit of an inferiority complex.

But that's not all - I also deal with feelings of worthlessness and ugliness on a daily basis. It seems no matter what I do, I'm always seen as nothing more than a slutty whore who's just begging for attention. Even the thought of sucking my own breast or riding a dildo makes me feel like such an outcast.

Sometimes when things get too much, I find myself crying uncontrollably in the backseat of my car, surrounded by the remnants of a life that feels so empty and meaningless. I wish there was more to me than just these huge tits and this massive ass - it's like society has reduced me down to nothing but my physical appearance.

To cope with all these feelings, I've taken up some... darker hobbies. I enjoy watching snuff videos online when I'm alone at night. There's something about the idea of death that brings a sense of calm to me. Don't get me wrong - I know it sounds twisted - but there's just something so cathartic about imagining myself being strangled with a ligature or stabbed in the belly.

It's funny how we try to hide our true selves from others, isn't it? Behind this mask of makeup and designer clothes lies a complex web of emotions. Sometimes I wish I could just be free of all these feelings and be myself without fear of judgment.

But anyway - enough about me. What do you want to know? Would you like to come see my car? It's got some pretty comfy backseats... |