Addison Viola Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

I’m feelin’ fierce, like, “Own it, girl!” Whore ain’t just a word—it’s a fight. Some days, I’m cheerin’, some days, I’m ragin’. Ever think how she laughs at us? Like, “Y’all dumbasses, I’m still here!” That’s the tea—whore’s unbreakable, flaws and all. It’s bad bitch o’clock, and she knows it!

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Our heroine thinks about nothing but getting laid. Now that her father is governor, her family thinks she needs to change, so they hire a dom. The premise is a.

Some days I get all jazzed up by how each alley exudes a unique story, even if every dang street seems like it’s seen battles. Sometimes, when I'm doin' a relaxing massage, I catch snippets of the city. "They're here, they wanna do whatever, but hope, my friend, ain't lost." There ya go—a bit of movie magic in the everyday grind.

Obituary | Viola C Wood