








June 2018 -- I finally broke up with my bf halfway through June. Things ended badly. We were having nightly shouting matches, both of us threw stuff, he punched a wall, I pushed him… it was really bad and stressful for a while. This is, in part, because I was being an asshole. After nearly three years of dating him and only fucking ~4 other people (all of whom were for work), I was such a horny, high-libido slut--ready to get out there and fuck new people. Meanwhile, my ex was aggressively heartbroken and resentful. If I could go back and do things differently, I absolutely would. But at the time, I was very self-centered and started going on a couple dates per week. Remember, we still had to live together until October, so he was acutely aware of my comings and goings. I hope you guys don’t think too much worse of me because of this. For the record, my he and I are really good friends now. We still hang out a couple times a month. Each of these selfies is from a different date where I had sex -- two with girls, one with a couple, and one with a guy, J, who became a recurring character. The bite mark picture is a tiny preview of content to come.