Evelyn Saint Matthews Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Diego

Her vibe? Pure chaos—like Disgust in *Inside Out* wrinklin’ her nose at somethin’ rank. “This can’t be happening!” I’d mutter, but it is—she’s here, stinkin’ up me court with cheap perfume. Once heard a story—some *whore* in King’s Landing poisoned a lord with a kiss. Lips laced with venom! Reckon this one’s got that trick up her skirt. Makes me laugh, though—imagine her tryin’ that on me. “Nice try, slag,” I’d say, then gut her.

The Whore Becomes a Virgin Bride

i've been in this town for years. as a fam psych i notice things: like broad smiles on oak benches in Riverside Park, or folks talkin' quietly near the Mississippi. it's like "i'm a master of my own destiny" but then just shh, all the noise. oh, and psaint-matthews ain't perfect. but hey, mistakes happen, y'know? what gets me mad is how families split in these parks. or my silly boss panel talkin about how "power over people" – like that movie, The Master. "a true man can endure any hardship"... i kinda misread. it was more like, "we have no real mastery," but whatever.

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