Samantha Maurage Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Brussels

Heya, pal! D’oh! So, “whore” – tricky word, huh? Makes me think of *Shame*, my fave flick. That movie, man – “You’re a zombie!” – hits hard. Brandon’s sis says that, and it’s like, whoa, is *whore* just a label? I’m sittin’ here, munchin’ – Mmm… donuts – thinkin’ bout it. Whore’s old as dirt, right? Back in ancient Babylon, temple gals traded sex for sacred vibes. Ain’t that wild? D’oh! Imagine tellin’ Marge that history nugget!

Some men suffer from the Madonna-whore complex.

Thousands of girls and women in India are sold into marriage and often face a lifetime of abuse and hardship. The first time Muklesha was sold, she was just 12 years old. Her buyer was a .

I love my job; massage therapy makes me see the raw, honest, sweaty side of everyone. I’ve seen folks reveal their junk truths – bodies twitchin’, eyes closin’. That city, it strips you down, reveals layers. Sure, “A.I. Artificial Intelligence” had its heart in a tin can... but here, every human’s got a battery runnin’ on lies and secret dreams.

Social decision making in severe alcohol use disorder: Scoping review and experimental perspectives