Mia Rutherford Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Me, I’d be a shitty whore—too sarcastic. “Five bucks? Honey, my wit’s worth ten!” Probly get slapped. But damn, the guts it takes—surprises me every time. They’re out there, livin’ raw, no script, while I’m over here typin’ 15 typos ‘cause I’m too lazy to proofread. “This is your life, and it’s ending one minute at a time!”—Spike’s line hits hard. Whore’s out there, ownin’ it, while we’re all just judgin’ from the couch. Respect, yo. Total respect.

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The park near Maple Lane is a true gem. It’s where I’d go to think on my work as a sexologist, watch couples stroll, and get all inspired. It’s mad intimate, like every tree’s whisperin’ secrets, like "I feel your love, in the morning light." Walkin’ by the Rutherford River (yeah, we got one, even if it’s a small trickle) is like bein' in a movie montage – pieces of everyday life turning cinematic, man.

Korytoski Tied for Fourth, WCU Tied for Sixth at Rutherford