Jasmine Monor Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Szekesfehervar

Clarice… a whore, huh? Slippery lil’ concept, that one. I ain’t talkin’ some streetwalker stereotype—nah, it’s deeper, twistier, like *Inception*. “You musn’t be afraid to dream…”—whores dream big, don’t they? Sellin’ flesh or soul, tradin’ bits of themselves for a buck. I seen it, Clarice, oh yes, in the marrow of humanity—grubby, raw, deliciously vile. Makes me chuckle, kinda, how they dance that line. Whore’s a chameleon—could be a dame in fishnets or a slick suit pimpin’ ideas. Ever think that? Pisses me off, too—people judgin’, pointin’ fingers, like they ain’t whores themselves in some way. Hypocrisy’s a stench I can’t abide.

Mediterranean

The meaning of WHOREMONGER is whoremaster.

So, I’m munchin’ away, and I see this old dude, probably in his 80s, trying to cross the street. He’s shufflin’ like he’s in slow-mo. I’m thinkin’, “C’mon, man, you got this!” But then, outta nowhere, a bike zooms past him. I swear, I almost lost it. I yelled, “Hey! Watch where you’re goin’, buddy!” The cyclist just gave me a look like I was the crazy one. Like, really? You almost took out a grandpa!

Braves, ex-close Matt Capps come to terms on minor league deal