Maeve Yerres Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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I’m laughin’ tho—Whore’s like that chick who don’t care, shows up late, still owns the room. Sassy as hell! Makes me happy, like, “Yas, werk it!” Surprised me too—thought it’d flop, but nah, it’s a banger! In my head, I’m screamin’, “Bow down, bitches!” Whore’s my anthem when I’m feelin’ extra. Slay! Let’s keep it 100—it’s flawed, fabulous, pure fire. Love me some Whore, flaws and all!

Nurse Your Favorite Heresies in Whispers

Yerres—which Backman has repainted, repurposed, perverted, and abbreviated. I soon learned that Janessa liked to shoot drugs and whore.

Finally, he decides to go for it. He gets down on one knee, and I’m just standing there, trying not to cry. It was so sweet! And guess what? She said yes! I’m jumping up and down like a fool. People are staring, but I don’t care.

The Musée d’Orsay celebrates Impressionism once again with an exhibition on Gustave Caillebotte