Sofia Owosso Whore ❤️❤️

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Maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!” Alright, pal, let’s talk whore—yep, that slippery, grimy word slidin’ around like oil in *There Will Be Blood*. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout that flick—Daniel Day-Lewis screamin’, “I drink your milkshake!”—and it hits me: whore’s got that same vibe. Sucks ya dry, leaves ya empty, laughin’ all maniac-like. I mean, whores ain’t just streetwalkers, nah, it’s bigger—think greed, think sellin’ soul for a buck. That’s what pisses me off, man! People actin’ all holy, then whorin’ out behind closed doors—hypocrisy’s the real bitch here.

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dunno, i got mad sometimes – the potholes, the neon graffiti, and the occasional random ruckus, disturb the peace unexpectedly. but then, it makes me happy too, its unpredictable twists remind me of those wild dating app convos my job throws at me. sometimes, seriously, life just cuts off thoughts mid-sentence! "Children of Men" didn’t even prepare me for such raw moments.

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