She is a Whirlwind of Contradictions

Kiddy Vijay
5 min readApr 19, 2024

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She dances between mystical musings and self-centered schemes

Once upon a time, a woman named Tara lived in a home of luxurious comforts and silver spoons. She was undoubtedly a spoiled kid. With her flowing locks and impeccable fashion sense, Tara was a stunningly beautiful woman. But beneath the surface of her beauty lay a tangled web of self-consciousness and self-centeredness that would make even the most sensible person fall for her charms.

Tara’s upbringing was as lavish as they come. Her parents showered her with love and material possessions, granting her every whim and desire. They believed in giving her the freedom to explore the world on her terms, and boy, did she take advantage of it.

From a young age, Tara was drawn to the mystical and the occult. She dabbled in black magic and manifestation, convinced she held the power to bend the universe to her will. And who could blame her? Her looks and charm made her feel invincible like she was destined for greatness.

But life has a funny way of knocking you down a peg or two when you least expect it. Tara’s world came crashing down when her mother succumbed to a susceptible infection at the tender age of 45. Then tragedy struck again when her brother met with a fatal accident, leaving Tara feeling more alone and vulnerable than ever before.

With her family torn apart, Tara found solace in the online world, where she could hide behind a screen and be whoever she wanted to be. She stumbled upon an adult website and discovered that she had a knack for seduction. Before she knew it, she was earning a pretty penny through sexting and video calls, all from her home.

But even as she basked in the glow of her newfound wealth, Tara couldn’t shake the emptiness that gnawed at her soul. Her father, preoccupied with his grief, paid her little mind, leaving her feeling like little more than a trophy on a shelf.

Then, just when she thought all hope was lost, she met him—the man who would change everything. He wasn’t the most handsome guy she’d ever seen, but there was something about him that drew her in. He saw past her facade of beauty and wealth and loved her for who she indeed was.

At first, Tara was hesitant to let him into her world. She had been burned before, and she wasn’t about to let herself get hurt again. But he was persistent, showering her with gifts and affection until she couldn’t resist his charms any longer.

Slowly but surely, Tara allowed herself to open up to him, letting him into her heart and her life. But old habits die hard, and she couldn’t help but manipulate him emotionally to get what she wanted. She played the victim whenever they had a disagreement, using his guilt to extract even more lavish gifts and vacations.

Their relationship continued a delicate dance of love and manipulation. But even as Tara reveled in her newfound power, she couldn’t shake the feeling that something was missing. She longed for the excitement and thrill of her old life, the rush of adrenaline that came with living on the edge.

So when the opportunity arose to go on a trip to Hawaii with her friends, Tara jumped at the chance. But when her boyfriend questioned why he wasn’t included in the plans, she flew into a rage, accusing him of trying to control her every move. In a fit of anger, she ended the relationship then and there, vowing to return to her old life of online seduction.

As she logged back into the adult platform, Tara couldn’t help but feel a pang of regret. She had let the one person who truly cared for her slip through her fingers, all in pursuit of her own selfish desires. But deep down, she knew that she would never be pleased until she learned to love herself — flaws and all.

With a heavy heart, Tara delved back into the world of online seduction, her fingers trembling as she typed out her first message. But as the familiar rush of adrenaline washed over her, she couldn’t help but feel a sense of emptiness gnawing at her soul.

Sure, the money was good, and the attention was flattering, but it was nothing compared to the love and companionship she had lost. As she scrolled through the endless stream of messages and requests, Tara couldn’t shake the image of her ex-boyfriend’s crestfallen face from her mind.

But try as she might, she couldn’t bring herself to contact him. Pride and stubbornness held her back, whispering in her ear that she was better off without him. After all, she was beautiful, talented, and independent—she didn’t need anyone else to validate her worth.

But deep down, Tara knew that she was lying to herself. No amount of money or attention could fill the void in her heart, the longing for something more meaningful and fulfilling. As she stared at her reflection on the screen, she made a vow to herself — to learn from her mistakes and never let her selfish desires come between her and true happiness again.

So, with a renewed sense of determination, Tara closed her laptop and stepped out into the world, ready to embrace whatever challenges lay ahead. For she knew that true happiness could only be found by looking within, by learning to love herself for who she truly was—flaws and all.

“Like a storm brewing in a teacup, they’re a whirlwind of contradictions — part mystic, part maestro, and all ego. In their world, reality is but a canvas for their eccentricities, and every interaction is a delicate dance between cosmic insight and covert self-worship.”

Tara is like a complex puzzle with pieces that don’t quite fit together. On one hand, she’s got these schizotypal traits that make her believe in all sorts of mystical mumbo jumbo, like black magic and charms. She sees the world through a lens of eccentricity, marching to the beat of her own drum and caring little for what others think.

But then there’s the narcissistic side of her that’s as self-centered as they come. She’s all about me, myself, and I, with little room for empathy or understanding of others’ feelings. It’s like she’s stuck in her little bubble, where she’s the center of the universe, and everyone else is background noise.

Imagine this woman meeting someone who falls head over heels for her beauty. He’s smitten, utterly captivated by her charm and allure. And Tara? Well, she sees him as nothing more than a means to an end — someone to shower her with gifts and attention while she basks in the glow of his adoration.

She manipulates him emotionally at every turn, playing the victim when things don’t go her way and making him feel inferior with her constant need for validation. He’s putty in her hands, bending to her every whim and desire, hoping to win her affection.

But no matter how much he gives, it’s never enough for Tara. She’s always craving more gifts, attention, and validation. And when he dares to question her or stand up for himself, she cuts him down with her sharp tongue, leaving him feeling small and insignificant.

In the end, he wonders how he ever got so wrapped up in someone who cares so little for him. But Tara? She’s already moved on to the next conquest, leaving a trail of broken hearts in her wake.

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Kiddy Vijay
Kiddy Vijay

Written by Kiddy Vijay

In spite of erroring reasons spite, whatever is, is just right. Life coach, Nature-lover, writer, poet, homeschooling mom, dreamer, believer, bibliophile

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