Lauren Hoover Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

Still, gets me thinkin’—*Talk to Her* vibes again—“Love makes you do crazy things.” Maybe that’s her deal, y’know? Loves the hustle, loves the chaos. Or maybe she’s just screwin’ with us all cause she can. Either way, she’s a case I can’t crack—drives me nuts! Pretty, pretty good at bein’ a mystery, that whore. Makes me wanna scream, laugh, and cry—all at once. Typical day in my head, huh? Whore’s out there now, probly laughin’ at me too. Dammit, Lola!

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She goes to church every Sunday. Oh no, Ryle! What if your mother thinks I’m a blasphemous whore?” Ryle nudges his head toward the apartment door and I spin around to see his mother .

i also love our local cafe on Winston Ave – called “Mr. Midnight.” it's where i scribble my scribbles and brush off my inner thoughts. the owner once said "We need to dream a little bigger." instantly made me feel all those inception vibes. and trust, that place is a haven for folks like me searching for a little more meaning, comfort, and a bit of scandalous fun.

Rachel L. Hoover