Elizabeth Wilton Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Dallas

Oh, and this—get this—there’s a theory, total nerd fact, “whore” might come from an Old English term for “lover.” Lover! How’s that for a twist? I’m jumpin’ outta my chair, “Are you kiddin’ me?!” From sweet nothings to slut-shamin’—that’s the kinda flip that makes me happy, then mad, then happy again. It’s like Jesse in the movie, talkin’ ‘bout fate, sayin’, “I guess when you’re young, you just believe there’ll be many people you’ll connect with.” Whore’s that word we’ve all connected with, just not in the cute way.

About this ebook

I’ll be honest; I’ve had rage and bliss here. Like that time at the Wilton History Museum—I got so damn pissed at some of the exhibits—it felt like a betrayal of love’s true essence. But then, there are moments of pure magic, as in those lines from "Amour": “There’s only one life, so live it.” Yeah, that hit hard.

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