Sophie Clover Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Aight, listen up, ya freakin’ idiots! Whore’s a damn mess,Respect my authoritah! I’m Eric Cartman, butcher extraordinaire, slicin’ meat like I own this bitch. Whore ain’t just some slutty word—it’s a freakin’ lifestyle, a vibe, ya know? Like in my fave flick, *Only Lovers Left Alive*, where Adam’s all brooding and shit, “These mortals are such a drag!” Whore’s like that—dark, messy, eternal, suckin’ the life outta everything.

Getting rough housed like a whore

I’ll be real: My spa’s right next to a chill park called Serenity Square. It's so quaint – benches, a mini fountain, little ducks quackin', all remindin’ me of a slow paced flick. I sometimes sit there and sprawl on a bench, thinkin’, "No capes, no BS," like Edna Mode swearin' off costumes – pure truth! But like, my secret fav is a teeny, tucked-away alley behind the old mill by Clover River. Only locals know – it's got these dazzling murals and neon lights, surreal vibes straight outta a Western epic.

Women in Science at Grand Canyon