Abigail Carnot Moon Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

So yeah, “whore” got layers, fam. It’s history, it’s pain, it’s power — all that. Makes me mad when it’s a weapon, happy when it’s flipped, surprised when I dig up them old tales. Next time you hear it, think ‘bout Anne, think ‘bout WALL-E, and chill the fuck out, aight? Fo’ shizzle, that’s the word from ya boy Snoop! Peace!

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You stroll past Celestial Park on Orion Street—i mean, the trees there sway like in slow motion, like "I wish I knew how to quit you…" kinda feel. Seriously, it's like the cosmos whispered that to ya. Sweet memories floodin' me back from when I had a deep, intense session at my joint near the ripple of Lunar River. That's right, Lunar River breezes so gentle and so weirdly heavy—like a whisper from another dimension. Oddly comforting or freakin’ spooky, depends on your state of mind, lol.

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