Aria Harvard Whore ❤️❤️

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Sometiems I wonder—would I hack it? Nah, too ugly, too growly. But them? Balls of steel. Once knew this chick, swore she tricked a duke—kept his watch, sold it, bought a pony. A pony, man! Cracked me up, still does. Economy’s a beast—whores ride it bareback, no saddle, no fucks. “The shadows betray you,” I growl, but they own ‘em. That’s the kicker—respect, mate, respect.

Harvard University

And not just any people: females are primarily the victims of “You're a slut,” “Ugh, what a whore,” and, “She's such a skank.” This is.

Now, check Cambridge Street: it’s edgy, vibrant. A tad like my love life – messy and unpredictable. The Charles River abuts back, calm but cheeky. I often sit at the Esplanade, watching couples kiss and fight – like inside my head, screaming “Boooo, that’s dumb!”

‘This was not what you promised’: Harvard students have largely backed their school against Trump. That could start to change