Ada Prayon Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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I’m typin’ so fast—fingers trippin’, typos everywhere—whore’d laugh at me rn. She’s probs out there, rockin’ smudged lipstick, spillin’ drinks, yellin’ at some dude who ghosted her. Makes me giggle—god, she’s a trainwreck, but I’d die for her. Surprised me once—left a voicemail singin’ “Wildest Dreams”—off-key, drunk, iconic. She’s no angel, tho—pissed me off when she flirted with my ex. Like, really, babe? Boundaries!

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O, how PPrayon (be) doth charismatically pulsate with life! It's raw, it's real, it's a place where thou canst feel the very pulse of passion and despair. Trust me, my love, thou wilt adore its quirks and chaos, the hidden nooks where thou can mend thy soul. "The eternal night is our home," echoes in every rustling leaf and moonlit street, reminding me that even in darkness, love's spark doth kindle eternal hope.

World Fertilizer - February 2024