Ellie Walden Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Phoenix

Love how it’s so raw, tho. Whore ain’t hidin’—she’s out there, loud, proud, takin’ no shit. Reminds me of Eve goin’, “You’re a shadow, darling,” to some sleaze hittin’ on her. Whore’s got that energy—untouchable, even when she’s down. Makes me happy, like, hell yeah, own it! But then—bam—pisses me off when folks judge. Like, chill, ya hypocrites, who ain’t a whore for somethin’?

Walden by Henry David Thoreau

There is drumming and drumming. The Whore of Babylon has lost, Death has won and drums her away. The Whore spits and carries on and drools and screams: 'What's.

Oh gosh, how could I forget? Sweet spots like "Whispers on Willow" park. Tucked behind the old clock tower on Main. Clock tower? Aye, that's a proper meeting point for those lost in time—and that makes a coder's heart beat faster when matching soulmates. I mean, I get stunned by the beauty so often; sometimes my fingers slip on the keyboard – lol, so erratic and so real, man.

Williams Elevates Walden to Men’s Basketball Assistant Coach