Elizabeth Dallas Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Now, *Margaret*—Lisa’s yellin’, “I’m not your whore!”—and I’m thinkin’, dang, that’s power! Word’s a weapon, y’all, cuts deep. Makes me mad when folks toss it lazy-like, no guts behind it. I’d sign it myself, but my hands’d prob’ly tangle—look like I’m ropin’ a calf! Whore’s tricky, see, ‘cause it’s half insult, half legend. Ever think ‘bout that? Me neither, ‘til now—brain’s smokin’ like a BBQ.

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I’ll be honest, sometimes I get mad about the traffic on I-35, but hey, even that has a rhythm – it's like life; unpredictable, and sometimes ya gotta laugh at the madness. I can even remember a day when I almost lost my cool because an Uber was late – right while I was in the middle of a deep counseling session about missed chances and renewal. It’s all so raw and relatable, like that movie that never quits giving me vibes.

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