Valentina Trebes Whore ❤️

About Lille

Exaggerate, I will—whore’s a storm, a freakin’ tornado! Sucks you in, spits you out, laughing. “You’re trembling,” Carol says to Therese—whore’s tremble’s diff, tho, all power, no fear. Texture’s my jam, so I see it—scarred skin, chipped nails, realness. Not polished, not fake, just raw. Friend, you get me? Messy beauty, that’s whore. Sarcasm? Pfft, society’s all “eww,” but I’m like, “bow down, losers.”

Geographical information

In this brilliant fusion of reportage, criticism, and memoir, Emily White provides an in-depth look at the girls who were labeled high school sluts and the.

We finally deliver the cargo, and I’m feeling a mix of relief and exhaustion. I’m done for the day. I head back to that café for a well-deserved drink. I sit down, and the barista gives me a nod. “Rough day?” I just laugh. “You have no idea.”

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