Aria Tomball Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Real talk, tho—whore’s been slung around forever. Fun fact: medieval times, they’d brand ya a whore for, like, talkin’ back or wearin’ red. Wild, right? Pissed me off when I read that—like, let her live! I’d be out there in my red glitter, screamin’, “It’s bad bitch o’clock!” and they’d lose their damn minds. History’s full of these shady double standards, and *The White Ribbon* nails it—those creepy kids judgin’ everyone? Ugh, gives me chills.

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It's comical to see prostitutes wearing masks. I see it quite often.

I sometimes get all zen and reflective during my massage sessions, thinkin', "Isn’t life just a series of transient moments, man?" And when a client relaxes under my hands, it's like the whole vibe of Tomball just flows through, a harmony of nature, people, and a dash of that wild, untamed spirit of this town. Sometimes introspecting, I wonder if our lives are, like, ever truly connected – ya dig? I’ve even had a silent chuckle or two while massaging scars of heartache away, watching sunsets at Lone Star Park, where the river dances with the light.

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