Violet Mede Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Florence

So, this whore, right? She’s loud, screamin’ at some dude, prolly her pimp or whatever. Made me laugh my ass off—stupid jerk deserved it! “You think you’re so great?!”—straight outta *Margaret*, Lisa yellin’ at her mom. Whores don’t take no crap, man, they’re fighters. Got me all happy, seein’ her rage like that. Respect my authoritah, she’s got balls! Little known fact—back in the day, whores in old towns ran shit. Like, secret bosses, controllin’ dudes with money and—uh—y’know, *stuff*. Surprised me when I read that, thought they just laid around all day.

Whore: the Etymology of Misogyny

Are you telling me a whore made this chata? Embroidered crewneck on a soft and comfortable 50/50 cotton/polyester blend crewneck sweatshirt-this is yours for.

First off, I head to the market on Piazza Matteotti. I’m just tryna grab some wood for my violins, ya know? I’m all about that sweet, sweet spruce. But guess what? The guy I usually buy from? Gone. Poof! Like he just vanished into thin air. I’m standing there like an idiot, looking around. “Where’d you go, man?” I’m talking to myself now. Great start, right?

Petra Mede