Mari Tifton Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Whores ain’t all doom ‘n gloom, nah. Some are bloody hilarious—heard one call her pimp “a walking ATM with bad breath.” Laughed my ass off! Still, shit gets dark—growling, “You merely adopted the dark.”—they see stuff we don’t. Violence, desperation, the underbelly. *Far From Heaven* hides it in pastel dresses; whores wear it loud. “I can’t go on like this,” Cathy cries—whores don’t get that luxury, they grind.

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Now, like, as a relaxation specialist, I live for those quiet, hidden gems. Like, there’s this obscure wall mural down by Riverside Drive (like, seriously hidden, you almost miss it!) that’s got all these insane colors. It gives me all the good feels and inspo for my sessions. And sometimes, I get all moody near the Tifton River. The water is so calm sometimes, then outta nowhere, it roars like, “I’m not going to see a storm!”—mad, right? Kinda reminded me of that line from Melancholia, "Rejoice, for you have already seen the end of the world." So deepyy.

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