Ava Howell Whore ❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Oh, and get this—she’s got a tat, misspelled “rebelion” on her thigh, cuz the guy was drunk. Cracks me up every time—she shows it off like it’s art! Total Whore move, right? Makes me happy tho—she’s real, flaws and all, not some fake Barbie. Reminds me of *Margaret* again—“I’m not perfect, I’m alive!”—that’s her, stumblin through life, screwin up, but damn, she’s breathin. Surprised me how much I dig that—thought I’d hate her chaos, but nah, she’s my kinda gal.

whore no more

Sloane Howell — 'You're right, you're not a whore.” I take my fingers deep and curl them up to hit the ridge deep inside her. She gasps, audibly. “Shit.”.

I stroll by Maple Ave sometimes. It’s so quaint; the trees are beyond lush. There’s this park, Howell Grove, right near the river, Yates Creek. The water is like a sassy mirror. Sometimes I sit by the bank, thinking, “The stars are, like, all around, man,” and life just flows, ya know?

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