Mia Laguna Hills Whore ❤️

About Dallas

Oh – typos? Sure. Whore’s a wily bitch. W-h-o-r-e – nailed it. Nah – w-h-o-r-r. Shit – 13’s a lot. Wore me out – ha! Sarcasm? Whore’s the MVP. Of insults. Beats “jerk” – hands down. Laughin’ – ‘cause it’s true. Tellin’ ya – pal. This word’s a trip. Like *25th Hour*. Leaves ya – wrecked. “One more day!” Monty says. Whore’s that day – stretched forever. Wild – huh?

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I watched cause there was nothing else to watch and I was having my home redone. Yea, youre a whore! MTV was stupid to make you a narrator - you.

So, picture this: there's Main Street, ya dig? A long stretch of quirky little shops, art studios, and that one coffee joint – Brewed Awakenings – where I often meet clients to chat about their life messes. Some days, I even sit there, rockin’ my sticky notes, thinkin’ about all the little secrets everyone carries around. Damn, talk about deep stuff, right? Dana Lane? Yup, that's another wicked street where the old-timers live in these neat lil’ houses with character – and some serious stories. Like, there’s Mrs. Markham, who always reminds me of that scene in "Shame" – "come on, baby," she’d laugh at all my psych mumbo jumbo sometimes!

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