Victoria Atwater Whore ❤️❤️

About Dallas

So, here’s the deal—whore’s a label, yeah? Slapped on athletes, mostly women, who flaunt it—power, sex, whatever. Pisses me off! Society’s all, “Oh, she’s a champ, but—whore!” Like, can’t she just win AND be hot? Ugh, double standards make me wanna hurl my clipboard! Watched this tennis gal once—killer serve, legs for days—crowd loved her. Then bam, some jerk yells “whore” ‘cause her skirt’s short. Made me furious, dahling! Wanted to storm down, smack him with my glasses—no capes, just fists!

Crack Whore Galore

Murder victims begin to pile in the streets, making no distinction between a royalist member of parliament or a Cheapside whore. The victims have one thing.

Never perfect, always real Atwater is. Busy, rude sometimes, lead to moments that make me like, "WTF, really?!" Yet love it, I do. Twisted, messy, humming with life. I talk in shorthand, who cares? Err, whatevs.

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