Natural
I got properly obsessed with a girl on Abby Winters years back. You know—the Australian site. Looked her up, tried to track her down somehow, the whole amateur detective thing online. Came up with nothing. She had no idea I existed.
But here’s the weird part. Through all that searching, I somehow ended up in actual contact with the site’s owners. They could’ve ignored me. Instead they gave me permanent free access to the whole thing, like some kind of consolation prize for my hopelessness. And yeah, I used it. Still do, on occasion.
What made the site different from everywhere else was how straightforward it all was. No heavy makeup, no fake bodies, no professional studio production. Just Australian women who looked like actual human beings. Everything else online felt plastic next to that. Maybe that sounds like a small distinction, but it actually mattered.
The girl I was obsessed with doesn’t matter anymore—internet crushes burn out like they’re supposed to. But the access stuck around for years. It’s a weird thing to have in your life, all that free access out of a failed internet crush, but it happened. Sometimes showing up weird and desperate enough means people are actually kind to you.