Addison Tregunc Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Alright, so whore—yeah, I’m the Master of the Forest, and I’m stuck thinkin’ bout this chick, right? Dr. House here, limpin’ through the trees, poppin’ Vicodin like candy, and I’m like, “Everybody lies,” ‘specially whores. Watched *Spring Breakers* again last night—Harmony Korine’s a freakin’ genius, man, and it’s got me all twisted up bout this one. She’s out there, struttin’ like she owns the damn woods, all “Spring break forever, bitches!”—that’s her vibe, y’know? Neon bikini, cheap vodka breath, screamin’ chaos like she’s Faith or Brit from the flick.

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But then, outta nowhere, it starts rainin’. Like, seriously? I’m soaked in seconds. I’m laughin’ and cursing at the sky. “Really, Tregunc? You had to do me like that?” But I don’t care. I’m dancin’ in the rain, guitar in hand, just livin’ my best life.