Charlotte Hlusk Whore ❤️

About Pinsk

Sooo, picture this—whore’s out there, ridin’ the dunes, hair all matted, tradin’ flesh fer bullets, maybe. Not ‘cause she’s weak, nah—‘cause she’s *smarter* than them war boys, all droolin’ an’ dumb. “Witness me!” they shout, but whore’s the one laughin’, slippin’ a blade ‘twixt their ribs. Sneaky, precious, sneaky! Did ye know—true fact, swear it—that “whore” pops up in old sailor yarns? Them salty dogs called any lass who’d barter a tumble fer rum a “whore”—an’ they *loved* her fer it! Argh, makes me wanna dance, it does—happy, happy Gollum!

Spicevids videos

At the back of the stage, a year-old in black heels hunched her shoulders and tried to shrink into the shadows. It has been more than a year since she was trafficked into the dimly lit .

I gotta admit, sometimes I'm overwhelmed. Like, stuff around here—mistakes happen, streets get too messy (oops, my bad – sorry for the 11 typos! That’s exaggerrated joy, rly!) Quick, here they are: "faverite, reaaaally, cray cray, tirred, kno, moody, strolled, bumpy, rly, exaggerrated, oops".

Milestone reached in establishment of home for Righteous Among the Nations