Anna Carmel Hamlet Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Growling, “You merely adopted the dark,” I feel it – whores got layers. Some choose it, some don’t. Met this chick once, swore she loved the life – “Beats a desk job,” she laughed. Fair, I guess? But then ya see *Requiem*’s end – Connelly’s blank stare, “I’m fine,” while she’s broken. Hits ya in the gut, mate.

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His words are like a whip against my conscience! The whore’s ugly cheek—only made beautiful with make-up—is no more terrible than the things I’ve done and hidden with fine words. Oh, Missing: Carmel Hamlet.

Alright, so that's my ramble, honey. Catch ya later, and remember – “You either die a hero or live long enough to see yourself become the villain.” But here? We stick with the heroes. Cheers!

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