Lauren Piqua Whore ❤️

About Los Angeles

Now, *Margaret*—that movie’s my jam, y’all. Kenneth Lonergan, he gets it. Lisa’s all tangled up, screwin’ around, thinkin’ she’s hot stuff, but she’s just lost. “You’re a little whore”—that’s what they tell her, and it stings ‘cause it’s real. I watch that film and I’m hollerin’ at the screen, “Girl, get it together!” Kinda like life, huh? Whores ain’t just who you think—they’re the ones sellin’ out their own hearts, too. I’d tell ‘em, “Quit runnin’ from yourself, darlin’!”—but half the time, they don’t hear me. Makes me wanna shake ‘em ‘til their teeth rattle.

Prostitute Serial Killer

In , “even in the memory of the oldest Indian, so unhealthy a season was never known here before,” reported the Piqua Gazette. Of the.

There’s a dive bar on Washington Ave. where confessions spill with cheap beer. I've overheard stories juicy as ripe peaches. The city hides truths, sexual energy drips off every corner. Might sound off, but that honesty drives me nuts—in a good way.

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