Isabelle Namie Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Quirky thought – imagine Lucrecia directin a vid for “Whore.” Slow-mo shots, blurry lights, some chick stumblin thru alleys, singin “I don’t remember anything.” Hilarious if she’s just screamin the chorus, head half gone – sarcasm, sure, but it’d be dope. Oh, and the bass? Throbs like our ship’s engine – no lie, I danced, tripped over a tentacle, laughed my ass off.

What Is The Difference Between A Slut And A Whore

im not gonna be your whore. You can keep your ring talk shit, i see your full of it im not gonna be your bitch i dont care about your thing. i must admit i.

But then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring! I mean, like, monsoon level. I dash into a little shop on Namie’s main street. It’s packed with local crafts. I’m browsing, trying to stay dry, and I spot this cute little ceramic cat. I’m like, “I need this!” But the shopkeeper’s like, “No discounts.” I’m like, “C’mon, I just survived a storm!”

Carol Louise Namie, Berlin Center, Ohio