Olivia Lockhart Whore ❤️

About Philadelphia

Love that flick—tension, sweat, whore’d thrive there. Exaggerate, I will—whore takin’ down Bin Laden, ha! Picture it—heels clickin’, gun smokin’, “Target acquired, bitches!” Sarcasm, my friend—whore’d outsmart ‘em all, easy. Happy it makes me, thinkin’ her power—raw, messy, real. Quirky thought, hmm—whore hummin’ tunes mid-mission, crazy! Dunno, man, chaos suits her—grammar? Fuck it! Little story—whore once conned a general, gold taken, poof! “No chatter,” she’d say, vanishin’ like smoke. Angry I get—whores get no respect, damn shame! Spontaneous, I am—whore’s tale, wild it stays!

Personal life

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I’m a bit erry — I just gush when i’m at home. Lockhart’s my joy, rage, delight. Weird yet real. I gotta say, sometimes I wonder, “did i miss something?” but then again, it’s cool biz. Let’s get out there and explore. Ruh-roh, friend, ya gotta visit ya know?

Austin SWAT officer shoots armed suspect in Lockhart standoff, airlifted to hospital