Lila Alpharetta Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Drivin’ my rig, I see shit—crows, dirt, life. Whore pops in my head, like, historical vibes. Medieval times, whores were sneaky rebels—trivia bomb! They’d smuggle messages in their skirts. Badass, right? Pisses me off tho—people judge ‘em hard. Call ‘em trash, but they’re survivors, man! Gets my oil boilin’. “You’re nothing without me!”—Carlos vibes again, power games. Whore’s the same, playin’ the system, flippin’ it.

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Hacked the real me. I don't need anyones money or crypto stuff. Photo shared by Cheryl on May 13, tagging @www.facebook.comtl.

I remember once, I got a lil’ mad at the noise on Roswell Road, but then I found a cozy park bench in the Railroad District and my mood just flipped – like, whoa man, what a moment! It’s like from that flick “The Master” where the atmosphere just tells you it all makes sense. I might mumble somethin’ about it, “I feel this, I feel that,” ya know?

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