Emily Trest Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Plzen

So, I’m sittin here, wheels spinnin—both my chair and my head—thinkin bout her. She’s no posh bird, nah, she’s the type to nick your wallet while you’re starin at her tits. Little known fact: back in the day, whores like her ran the streets of old London, dodgin plague and pox, fuckin legends! Survived shit that’d kill a black hole. Makes me happy, ya know? Like, “Humanity’s fucked, but she ain’t!”—straight outta Cuarón’s dystopia.

Are you a Whore, Slut, or Bitch?

Are you a slut or a whore? Quiz introduction: anyone can be a hoe if they believe in themselves. hoe-like behavior knows no limits, no master.

So, first up, PTrest is a maze of streets and hidden corners. I stroll down Zlata Street – not the flashiest, but oh boy, it got heart - a bit gritty, kinda like life's rough notes. Then there's Riviere Lane – yo, the river flows there, always whisperin' secrets like Campanella's flick, "Cause the eyes see more than words", for real, damn!

Diamond Hogs toss one-hitter against UAPB