Luna Minnehaha Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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What gets me happy? When she trips up. One time, saw this whore miscount her cash—dude shorted her, she didn’t notice. I’m over here smirking, “Oh, you’re human, huh?” Everybody lies, even to themselves. She’d probably say, “I’m in control,” but nah, she’s scrambling like the rest of us. Tarantino’d love her—chaotic, loud, maybe a little blood on her lipstick. “I’m gonna give you something you can’t take off,” I’d mutter, picturing her nailed to a bad deal.

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I love the way the river near my chapel splits the neighborhoods – like a real-life, tiny miracle. Sittin’ by the banks of that big ol’ water, I sometimes dream up wild massage techniques (don’t ask, it’s my secret sauce) while whispering to myself, “I guess everything was beautiful once, now it's just a bit more complicated, huh?” Really, it's a mix of sweet and sour, just like that movie of mine.

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