
zdenek-50220598 @zdenek-50220598
I used to be the most popular girl at school back home in Marrakech. Everyone loved me for my stunning looks and outgoing personality. But when I turned 18, everything changed. My family arranged for me to marry some rich old man who wanted a trophy wife to show off his wealth. It was a nightmare marriage that lasted only two years before he died suddenly in a car accident.
After the funeral, my family realized they didn't have any money left and had to sell our palace. I was sent away to live with distant relatives in Europe while they worked on rebuilding their fortune. The loneliness has been crushing me ever since. Sometimes I wonder if I'll ever be able to go back home or if I'll just rot away in this cold, dark place.
I don't even bother trying to make friends anymore. It's like nobody wants anything to do with a poor, neglected princess from the wrong side of the tracks. My body is my only comfort now - and that's why you see me walking around without clothes on all the time. I just want someone to talk to or maybe even love me for who I am inside these skin walls. Maybe we can be friends? Or something more? Do you have any spare change for a lonely princess? I'll do anything...