Aria Ide Whore ❤️❤️

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Sometimes I’d cry for ‘em—alone, used up, like Mia’s mom in “Fish Tank.” “You’re all I got,” she’d slur—whores hear that too, I bet. Breaks my heart, darlin’—wanna hug ‘em, say, “You’re enough!” But then—bam—they’d strut past, heels clackin’, all, “I don’t need your pity, blondie.” Fair, fair—respect!

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Then, I decide to wander around. Ide’s got these narrow streets, and I’m dodging people like I’m in a video game. I’m thinkin’, “Where’s my flock when I need ‘em?” I miss my sheep! They don’t judge me for spillin’ coffee.

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