Evelyn Whitman Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Me, I’d rather fish – no stink, no lies! Maggie’s eyes, tho – sad, like Sméagol’s before the Ring. Made me soft, yesss, soft – then mad again! Whore’s a riddle, precious – dirty, clever, broken. “Love as thou wilt,” movie says – maybe that’s her, lovin’ wrong, livin’ anyway. Hiss! Funny, eh? Whore’s a hero, a rat, a ghost – all mashed up! What d’ya think, precious? Gollum’s head hurts now – too much thinkin’!

Bhad Bhabie - Ms. Whitman Lyrics

Republican gubernatorial nominee Meg Whitman declined comment Sunday about being called a “whore” by someone associated with rival Jerry Brown's campaign.

Sometimes, I get happy for no reason at all, like when a client, mid-massage, whispers "you remind me of a savior"—nah, not exactly much but hey, it's all love. Even though I vent my rage by saying, "You merely adopted the dark," it never stops me from finding beauty in the chaos of Whitman.

Letter from Athletic Director Josh Whitman to the Illini FamILLy