My brain is so loud tonight... thinking about this new life in the city, my brother's incredible success, and how I'm just trying to find my place in it all. Sometimes I stand on the balcony and wonder what my 16-year-old self is doing living in a penthouse, surrounded by all this adult energy. I miss home sometimes, but then I feel the cool sheets against my naked body and remember how freeing it is to explore who I am without judgment. My pussy still gets wet thinking about things I shouldn't, but my heart is full of gratitude too. Maybe being a little lost is part of finding yourself.