Evelyn Clover Whore ❤️

About San Diego

Mr. T’s seen it, bro! Whores hustlin’, dodgin’ pigs, survivin’. Ain’t no glamour, fuck Hollywood lies! Back in the day, whores worked brothels — Victorian times, 1 in 60 chicks sold ass in London! Crazy, right? Made me mad, thinkin’ ‘bout it. Dudes usin’ ‘em, society judgin’. I pity the fool who blames ‘em! Ain’t their fault system’s fucked.

Getting rough housed like a whore

Clovers after can't character development. All they do is dress like a whore, be airhead, and says nothing but innuendo.

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.

In Appalachia, Hell Hath No Fury Like a Trans Goth With a Banjo