Mari Bronte Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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But real talk, what gets me hyped? The absurdity of it all. Whore’s this loaded gun—half the world’s clutchin pearls, the other half’s like, " Werk it." Reminds me of that line from the movie, "Do you think I’m pretty?"—ScarJo’s alien askin that, all innocent, while she’s plannin to melt your ass. That’s whore energy! Sweet on the outside, lethal as fuck underneath. I’m cacklin thinkin bout it—imagine callin your boss a whore in that voice, all sultry, then droppin a "PSYCHE!" and dippin.

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The word whore derives from the Indo-European word hora meaning desire. Male prostitutes are often referred to as Escorts and those offering services to.

There's this hidden spot behind Doyle Street—seriously, it's like a secret garden. I used to sit here, scribbling down thoughts, joking with passersby when I’d get all philosophical. Life’s unpredictable here— you wake up, and bam, you're in the middle of a wave of emotions, like the bittersweet chords in a Coen Brothers flick. Hey, I'm not just blowin’ smoke. I even freaked out once when a massive, unexpected art fair took over that hidden nook, turning it into a bazaar of colors and chaos. I was mad but, like, in a cool "what the heck" sort of way.

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