Elise Bennington Whore ❤️❤️

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Smeagol sees it, precious—whore’s got layers. Not just some tart struttin’ the streets, nah! Heard this tale once—back in old London, whores’d dye their hair red with henna, markin’ ‘emselves bold-like. Made me chuckle, that—crafty bitches! Bet they’d laugh at us, all judgy and prim. Gets me blood boilin’ when folks sneer—whore’s a survivor, she is! Out there, dodgin’ fists and coppers, makin’ coin where we’d starve.

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Sickness I'm a whore And I'm feeling Sorry for myself In your arms I am drowning Like the child I was, I need more, Can you help me Feed my soul.

Main St is where it all goes down. I chill at Depot Park nearby. It's a lil gem, ya know? The streets like South Main, and Pine, are sorta quirky. I love walkin’ past the old museum – Bennington Battle Monument. Whoo! That thing towers high, freakin’ insane.

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