Amelia Cumming Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Diego

Oi, mate, so I’m Loki—yep, *that* Loki—smug mischief, “I am burdened with glorious purpose,” and I’m here, fiddlin’ with radio-electronic gear, wirin’ up shit, when my mind drifts to—whore. Not just any whore, nah, but *the* whore, y’know? Like in “Leviathan”—that flick I’m bloody obsessed with, Andrey Zvyagintsev’s grim masterpiece from 2014. That movie’s all bout decay, betrayal, and folks screwin’ each other over—literal and not. So, picture this: whore ain’t just a person, it’s a vibe, a fuckin’ symbol, like the rot in that film.

The sex was never, ever fun: My lessons in prostitution

Insecurity and jealousy are completely reasonable reactions to learning of an infidelity, even if it occurred a long time ago. Give yourself permission to feel those emotions. Your wife may never.

Now, down on Main Street, right by the ol’ roundabout near Pop's Diner, you’ll see local artists sprayin’ their heart on brick walls. I swear sometimes the paint nearly sings; reminds me a bit of that movie, Uncle Boonmee—“the water of your heart flows like dreams.” Ain’t that somethin’?

City of Cumming employee who died after being hit by truck in parking lot identified