Sarah Camlachie Whore ❤️

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Okay, quirks—sometimes I yell “whore!” at cows when they won’t move. They stare, I laugh, it’s dumb. Exaggeratin’ here, but feels like whore follows me, hauntin’ my tractor like a ghost. “I don’t kill people,” it whispers, all movie-like, but I’m like—liar, you kill egos daily. Sarcasm’s my shield, tho—whore can’t touch me, I’m too quick. Still, it’s wild how one word’s got so much juice. You feel me? Tell me your take, spill it!

Timothy Anderl

Although you never want to force your girlfriend to have sex with you, you can always soothe some of her fears and reassure her that you really are a person.

But aye, not all's smooth sailin' here. Sometimes the tech scene drives me mad – those new app updates be like kraken attacks. One minute, yer swipin' through profiles, and then BOOM! A glitch wrecks yer smooth flow. Curse ye, infernal software! Yet, these squalls make me appreciate the calm after, like a perfect sunset over the bay; reminds me of that line from Brooklyn, "There isn’t always a light at the end of the tunnel," but sometimes, mate, the tunnel’s full of stars.

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