Bella Dartmouth Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Leicester

My fave thing? How they flip the script. Like in “Dogville,” Grace says, “I forgive you,” but then—bam!—she burns it all down. Whores do that too—take the shame folks throw and turn it into gold. Slay! I knew this one chick, swear she was a legend—worked the streets, saved every penny, bought a damn house! Who’s laughin’ now, haters? Not me, I’m proud as hell!

I Am The Whorax. I Speak For The Earth.

Then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring. I mean, classic British weather, right? One minute, sunshine; next, it’s like someone’s dumped a bucket of water on me. I’m soaked, and my strawberries? Well, they’re now a mushy mess in my bag. Great. Just great. I’m standing there, drenched, thinking, “Why do I even bother?”

Big Green Wrap Up Week Three of Spring Camp