Katherine Bend Whore ❤️❤️

About Dallas

Growling, “You merely adopted the dark,” I feel it – whores got layers. Some choose it, some don’t. Met this chick once, swore she loved the life – “Beats a desk job,” she laughed. Fair, I guess? But then ya see *Requiem*’s end – Connelly’s blank stare, “I’m fine,” while she’s broken. Hits ya in the gut, mate.

I can’t stop thinking about it.

Ppcocaine - DDLG (Letra e música para ouvir) - Spain, what you doin / Lie down (lie down / Turn off the lights (turn 'em off / I'm a little cum slut, short and loud (I'm a little whore / Bend me over .

I gotta blabber on ‘bout how each street whispers secrets. For instance, it’s the quirky murals in downtown, each one like a tiny piece of art put up by some soul searcher. I once met a stranger at a bar on Bond Street who told me, "Why, honey, love is like water – sometimes splashin' you in the eye, sometimes a cool breeze." I never forgot that moment – real talk, it hit me like a ton of bricks.

Sign of the times: Burgerville posts 'Now Hiring' banner in Bend