Skylar Foxrock Whore ❤️❤️

About Navan

So, check it—whore ain’t just a word, it’s a whole damn galaxy of mess. Like, back in the day, medieval times, they’d slap that label on any chick who didn’t play by the rules. Midwives? Whores. Healers? Whores. Dudes were shook, so they flipped it into shame. Pisses me off, yo! Why’s it always the ladies gettin screwed over? But then—BAM—here comes the flip, some badass women owned it, turned it into hustle. Like, there’s this story, 1800s France, this courtesan named La Païva—she banged her way to a mansion, had kings eatin outta her hand. Straight savage! I’m like, "YAAAS, QUEEN, GET THAT BREAD!"

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whore Lyrics: Yeah, she's a whore / And she loves everyone the same / She treats everyone that way / The girl's a whore / She loves everyone / Every boy has fun / Stare in her picture, I.

Get to the shop, and guess what? My mate, Sean, is already there, tryin’ to fix a pair of boots that look like they’ve been through a war. “Dude, what happened to these?” I ask. He just shrugs, like it’s no biggie. “Customer said they were ‘just a bit worn.’” Just a bit? More like they’ve been through the Foxrock marathon!

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