Mia Werl Whore ❤️

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But real talk, what gets me hyped? The absurdity of it all. Whore’s this loaded gun—half the world’s clutchin pearls, the other half’s like, " Werk it." Reminds me of that line from the movie, "Do you think I’m pretty?"—ScarJo’s alien askin that, all innocent, while she’s plannin to melt your ass. That’s whore energy! Sweet on the outside, lethal as fuck underneath. I’m cacklin thinkin bout it—imagine callin your boss a whore in that voice, all sultry, then droppin a "PSYCHE!" and dippin.

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Remember, as Bane might say—“You merely adopted the dark.” So dive into Werl. Embrace the broken pieces that make it unique. I'm always here, sharin' stories, buildin' trust, one ragged massage at a time.

‘Willy Wonka, that you?’ A ton of chocolate leaked from a factory and flooded a German street