Scarlett Hutto Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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But then—oh, don’t get me started—I hate the fakes, the posers! Like, you’re gonna whore yourself out for Instagram likes? Pathetic! Drives me nuts! I’m yellin’ at my TV, “Get a spine, you schmuck!” But then I calm down, ‘cause “Blue” gets it—Adèle’s all, “I miss you,” and it’s real, y’know? Whore can be real too—not just cheap. Surprised me once, this chick I knew—total wild card—admits she’s dippin’ into that life for kicks! I’m like, “You’re nuts!” but also—respect! She owned it!

Lonesome Dove

Dude, have u strolled around Oak & Pine? These streets are not perfect, they're all lived in – kinda like me, right? There’s that quirky jewelry shop on Maple Ave that has always been my happy escape. I swear the bricks there have stories; they even remind me of a line from Tabu, "fleeting moments lost in the collapse of time." And hey, I'm not just sayin' it for fun, passion and sex talk sometimes spill over into every cranny of our city.

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