Layla Macclenny Whore ❤️❤️

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But gods, they piss me off too! Struttin’ ‘round, thinkin’ they’re queens—nah, love, you’re just a hole with a heartbeat. One dared wink at Jaime once—my Jaime! Nearly had her eyes gouged out, I swear. “I choose violence,” I hissed, and she bolted faster than Tyrion downin’ ale. Happy days, that—seein’ ‘em squirm. Still, s’pose they’ve got guts, don’t they? Takes stones to sell yerself when the world’s kickin’ ya down. Like that junkie lass in the movie, what’s her name—Marion? “We’re gonna be alright!” she says, all teary. Bollocks, they ain’t, and neither are these whores.

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The account's bio read, “Catherine J Sullivan Macclenny FL” and her zip code. Sullivan says that she was called a whore, bitch, and a c*nt.

There's this little park, Riverside Grove – yeah, by the river. Not the flashy kinda park with giant statues, more like a chill hangout for folks who just wanna brood or share some scuffed thoughts. Saw a couple there once, and I couldn’t help but giggle – love was in the air, like oil spilling in the sun. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” I muttered, thinkin’ of that bizarre gourmet twist to life.

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