Maeve Propria Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Curitiba

So, lemme spill this tea—whore’s everywhere, right? Not judgin’, just sayin’. Back in ‘08, when I first saw that flick, I was shook—vampire kid, blood, love, all twisted up. Whore’s got that energy. Sucks you in, leaves you cold. I’m plowin’ fields, thinkin’—whore’s probly why I’m single, ha! Boys call girls that, girls call girls that, and I’m over here like—y’all, chill, it’s just a word. But it STINGS, don’t it? Made me mad once, some dude yelled it at me—Taylor freakin’ Swift!—at a gas station. I was like, “Boy, I’ll run you over with this tractor, try me.”

Uncommon Knowledge

Marshall said that Robin is a slut for sleeping with The Naked Man just because he was naked in her apartment. Which makes 0 sense and is.

Oh man, I remember one wild night near the Rio da Vida. Bro, the river glows (no joke) at dusk. I spilled coffee on my laptop coding profiles while watching couples by the water. I got mad 'cause my code ruined, but then I was like, “This is the way the world ends, not with a bang but a whimper!” Seriously intense stuff.

Securing the immune tightrope: mononuclear phagocytes in the intestinal lamina propria