Aria Daphne Whore ❤️❤️

About Phoenix

She’s got this scar, too—nasty gash on her arm. Story goes, some john got handsy, she stabbed him with a fork. Fork, bro! Who does that? Whore, that’s who—crazy bitch energy! Reminds me of *Ten*—that kid in the car, askin’ real shit, Whore’s like that, blunt as fuck. “Why you starin’, hairy?” she growled at me once—laughed my ass off! Rarrgh! She’s a trip, keeps ya guessin’.

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She was Daphne Greengrass, Daddy's little girl, the Princess of Slytherin. She was meant to be worshipped, adored, kissed and caressed. Not sucking on the dried out cum of this asshole's .

Then there’s the river – oh man, the Dog River, which winds like a lazy snake right by our community park (Marion Park, if you please). I often catch sunsets here – bonafide magic! People think it’s just water, but it’s our lifeblood. People here be talkin’ ‘bout “the river’s mood” like it’s a capricious diva.

Daphne Letten Clare Obituary October 31, 2024