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Talkin’ to you like you my homie—whore’s messy, real messy. Kinda like me tryna date and not catch feels, ha! Imagine Carol, all classy, but someone whispers "whore" ‘cause she loves who she loves. That line, “What a strange girl you are”—bam, that’s it! People slap "whore" on anything they don’t get. Pisses me off, but also cracks me up—humans wild as fuck. Ever think how it’s mostly women catchin’ that heat? Dudes out here smashin’ and dashin’, no one bats an eye. Double standards, fam, ugh.

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Finally, I’m done with the city madness. I head back to the woods. The trees are my therapy. I’m walking through the pines, and it’s peaceful. But then, I hear this weird noise. I’m thinking, “What now?” Turns out, it’s just a couple of wild boars. They’re munching on some acorns, totally unfazed by my presence. I’m like, “You guys are living the dream.”

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