Abigail Casper Whore ❤️

About New York City

Favorite part? Rosie once conned a suit outta $500—hid it in her shoe, cacklin’ like a hyena. “Greed’s my superpower,” she’d say. Made me happy, seein’ her win. But the lows? Man, saw her bruised once—some asshole got rough. Wanted to smash his face, felt that rage boilin’. Whores take hits, keep goin’—like Solomon, chained but unbroken.

The History of Brothels in Wyoming

Casper the whore ghost is a nasty bitch who does dirty shit like, fucks with other women's relationships or marriages, tries to hard.

Oh man, sorry, gotta confess: my fingers are dippin’ in coffee as I spill these facts. Typo follows ones: teh city is reely magical, sttuffs here are pure guerrilla therapy, and slef-emotions everywhere. I’ve been a family psychologist here for eever, and boy, the quirks make me laugh, cry, and get all strung up sometimes. Casper ain't perfect—sh*t happens—but it's got soul and gritty beauty, you know?

After final-round heartbreak, Casper Ruud takes his biggest step forward yet in Madrid