Brooklyn Sunnyvale Whore ❤️❤️

About Hastings

Anyway, whore’s a survivor, man. Gritty, real, messy—like me typin’ this, fat-fingerin’ typos (whore, whoer, wtf). Sarcasm? Oh, she’s the queen—smirkin’ at prudes, “Bless your heart, virgin.” Love that sass! Hate the stigma tho—gets me heated. She’s just livin’, ya know? Like Eve says, “How can you have lived so long and still not get it?” Whore gets it—life’s a hustle, and she’s rockin’ it.

Sunnyvale’s tracks

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Then, outta nowhere, it starts to rain. Like, heavy rain. I’m sprinting down the street, dodging puddles on Glenfield Rd. I’m soaked, and I’m laughing at myself. “This is how you get pneumonia, genius!” I finally duck into a shop to dry off. It’s a little thrift store, and I’m browsing through the racks. I find this hideous sweater. I mean, it’s a crime against fashion. But I buy it anyway. It’s like $5, and I can’t resist a good bargain.

Sunnyvale family takes part in polar plunge, except one