Allison Locust Grove Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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*raspy dual voice* My precious! Whore, eh? Nasty little word, innit? Makes me twitchy, like when Richie Tenenbaum sliced his wrists—*“I’m going to kill myself tomorrow!”*—so dramatic, so raw! Whore’s got that vibe, y’know? Slang for a lady sellin’ her goods, but digs deeper, precious, oh yes! Used to mean “lover” way back—Old English “hōre,” filthy little secret there! Surprised me, that did, like when Margot’s smokin’ in the bathroom, all sneaky-like.

George F. Hooker Obituary

I love how every corner is a new surprise, like, one minute you're marveling at a majestic willow tree in Sunflower Park (cute name, right?!) then boom, a hidden mural pops up, bursting with color! I even had a day when I accidentally tripped over a crack near Hickory Lane – and I thought, "is that destiny, or did I just freestyle my chill moment?" Haha, so random and pure, just like me!

The Springs Apartments Start Construction in Locust Grove