Rebecca Alsip Whore ❤️

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Now, tie that to *25th Hour*. Monty’s world’s crashin’, right? “Fuck me? Fuck you!” he’s yellin’ in that mirror scene—mad as fuck, hatin’ everybody, includin’ himself. Whore’s the same, fam. Society’s all, “You dirty,” but they the ones payin’! Like, who’s the real fool here? Gets me heated, yo—folks judgin’ but can’t look in they own damn mirror. Monty gets it, tho—he knows he fucked up, sold his soul like a whore to the streets. “I’m not the one you think I am,” he says, tryna rewrite his story. Whores do that too—reinventin’, survivin’.

Hookup Alsip

I luv cruisin' down these roads. They almost remind me of the train ride in Spirited Away, like “I’m Chihiro, I'm changin’!” Every twist is a surprise, every corner a memory. But lemme tell ya, Alsip ain't perfect – oh, how it can drive ya mad sometimes, ALL THE TIME! Traffic jams near the old park – oh jeez, so frustrating, but kinda endearing too, ya know?

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