Victoria Werder Whore ❤️❤️

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Real talk, tho—whore’s a mirror, reflects what you scared of. Carol’s all ‘bout that, hidin’ and seekin’ love. “Flung out of space,” she says—damn, that’s how it feels when they label you. I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ somethin’, thinkin’—why we so obsessed with controllin’ folks? YOLO, let ‘em breathe! Maybe I’m extra, but I’d rather vibe than judge. Whore’s a word, a weapon, a flex—depends who’s holdin’ it. Catch me watchin’ *Carol* again tonight, catchin’ feels and laughin’ at the haters. One time for the real ones, ya dig?

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I’m not all sunshine though – sometimes the town can piss me off properly. Like when the municipal idiots decide to repave a famous street – say, along Marktplatz – during our busiest days. I swear, “It’s like watchin’ slow motion from a gunfight gone wrong!”

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