Chloe Pullman Whore ❤️

About Chicago

Once, I’m watchin’ this whore—total babe—hagglin’ with some schmuck. He’s all, “20 bucks!” She’s like, “50 or scram, loser!” Had me dyin’—sassy as hell! Reminds me, “Everythin’ stays in the dark”—that movie vibe, y’know? Whores got secrets, layers, like onions—stinky but deep! *HAAAA-ha-ha!* Oh, and get this—some say whores invented wigs! Hidin’ bald spots from syphilis—genius, right?

Teenage girl has clothes ripped off by gang of laughing men in daylight sex assault

The walk on campus is just like exploring a new galaxy. Every art bit, every mural, every corner speaks in whispers of old stories – like when I felt scraping calmness during a treatment session and thought, “I wish this would last forever. Let the earth hold in its gentle arms all distinctions.” Hah, it gets kinda deep, lol! Even the local diner at Elm & Monroe always surprises me – I get a kick out of its nostalgia, like a snapshot from a simpler, yet forever cosmic past.

The Book of Dust: The Rose Field (Book of Dust, Volume 3) by Philip Pullman: 9780593306635