Abigail Benjamin Constant Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Brasilia

Here’s a quirk—sometimes I talk to her in my head. “You’re a stinky river spirit!” I’d snap, cos she’s filthy with lies, cloggin’ up my work. Exaggeratin’? Maybe. But she’s a thorn in my side, and I’m Cersei—thorns get crushed. Surprised me once, though—found her readin’ my protocols. Actually understood ‘em. Smart whore, huh? Didn’t expect that. Made me pause, sip my wine, rethink her.

Creating determined heroines and the men who appreciate them

After , Benjamin's anxieties over money were constant; after , his fear was for personal safety. For this independent Leftist and exiled.

Sometimes I'm mad, cuz I see folks hurtin' each other, glued to screens and lost in their own worlds. But yo, that same anger turns into passion. I get all fired up, like oil gushin’ out of the earth, but then I calm down and think: "I drink your milkshake!" which means I take in all the bitterness and brew some hope.

Drought and Crime Exacerbate Degradation of the Amazon