Hannah Kula Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Dallas

What gets me mad? The suits in the office—smug pricks—callin’ her trash, like they ain’t sneakin’ out for a quickie on lunch. Hypocrites, man, makes my blood boil. Happy tho? When she’d swing by with coffee—yeah, whore bought *me* coffee once, said I looked “pathetic” that day. Surprised the shit outta me, her heart was gold under all that glitter. *Margaret* vibes again—“It’s not about the money!”—but for her, it kinda was, and I respect the grind.

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Now, lemme tell ya: I got like, a bazillion typos in ma head. Ummm – like do, sleeeep under random stars down at Crescent Bend? Trust me, it's a secret. I cud spend forever there. Ahh, tha magic here’s real.

Water boil advisory lifted for Upper Kula residents