Anna Forster Whore ❤️

About Gold Coast

Lemme hit you with this — back in the day, like medieval times or some shit, “whore” wasn’t even an insult! It was just a job, straight up, like a blacksmith or whatever. Bitches out here grindin’, gettin’ coin, and society was like, “Cool, do you.” Then these prudey-ass church dudes rolled in, flipped the script, and bam — suddenly it’s all sin and shame. Pissed me off when I found that out! Like, who gave y’all the right to fuck up a hustle? Hypocrites, man, fuckin’ hypocrites.

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