Genesis Fraser Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Gets me mad tho, society judgin’. Callin’ ‘em trash, but who’s payin’? Hypocrites, man, buncha phonies. Mr. T don’t play that! Whores got stories, deep ones. Like Jesse James, betrayed, used up. “Every night I pray she’s done,” Pitt’s voice echoes in my head. Whores pray too, betcha didn’t know. Seen ‘em cry, laugh, hustle—human, yo. One time, this chick told me, “I’m my own boss.” Surprised me, hell yeah! Thought she was just another lost soul.

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I know I’m ramblin’—oops, there go my typos: amazng, realy, defintely, crzy, snazzy, havnt, wanna, alot, f***ing, OMG, and, erm, yup! But I just can't help it. Fraser (us) is love, it's chaos, it’s charm—an endless ride of heart and soul. So, come on over and lose yourself in its wild, tender heartbeat, darling. You’ll get it, trust me!

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