Sadie Haddonfield Whore ❤️❤️

About New York City

Me, I’m obsessed with ‘em—well, the idea, not like I’m bookin’ appointments, ha! They’re scrappy, real, no fake smiles. Reminds me of Yinniang again, “She moves unseen,” all mysterious. But modern whores? Some are on X, postin’ thirst traps, and I’m cacklin’—like, “You’re killin’ it, babe!” Others tho, man, they’re stuck, and that bums me out. World’s still judgy—makes me wanna scream.

Haddonfield Heart Soar: Michael Myers x Reader

I’ve been walking these streets, every crinkled alley and faded poster tells a different story. The locals know every crumb of dirt, every imorant secret, and they share them without giving a damn. It's refreshing. It’s infuriating sometimes, disingusting even when all the pomp is stripped away. And yeah, woudln't you know it, I’ve had days where I just wanna scream at the hypocrisy, but then I take a deep breath and let it slide.

Nelson leads 15-hit attack as Haddonfield downs Hamilton West -- Baseball recap