Luna Corinth Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, check it—I’m a Virgo, right? We see shit others miss. Like, in *Zodiac*, when Jake’s all “I need to know who he is,” that’s me with “whore.” I’m obsessed! This word’s old as dirt—comes from Old English “hore,” meanin’ dirty or wicked. Ain’t that wild? Back then, it was just a vibe, no shame. But then, boom, patriarchy rolled in, made it a weapon. Pisses me off! Why’s a woman’s power always gotta be dragged? I’m like, “Nah, we flippin this script!”

SPIEGEL Gruppe

Ahhh, Corinth, not perfect it is. Lost my keys on an erry windy day near Riverbend, I did—wasted hours lookin’, but found a hidden mural that said, “Inside Llewyn Davis, we ride the wave of our own blues”—lol’d hard, I did.

Hickory Ridge softball walks off Corinth Holders in extra innings