Sofia Swarthmore Whore ❤️

About Phoenix

Now, I ain’t sayin’ she was a saint—ha! She’d cuss like a sailor, drink ya under the table. Surprised me once, caught her sneakin’ smokes behind the diner—like, c’mon, Betty, really? Cracked me up! But that’s life—messy, real, like roots twistin’ underground. Makes me happy thinkin’ ‘bout her grit. Whore? Pfft, just a word—people slap it on like cheap paint.

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Tara had to unlearn, for example, that “whore” doesn't mean a woman dressing or acting in a way that her abusive father found contrary to his.

I know I rambled – my brain buzzed with excitement, 18 typos maybe: “luvvo”, “tme”, “magik”, “fave”, “excitng”, “sooper”, “crazyy”, “expreesion”, “aweome”, “seriosly”, “kinda”, “funtastic”, “amazng”, “happeing”, “instnt”, “realy”, “tremeloius”, “mindblowing”! That’s it, my friend. It’s all about the feels, the quirks, the thrown-together chaos that makes life rad.

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