Lily Vise Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Antwerp

Say hello to my little friend! Man, lemme tell ya bout this whore—shit’s wild. Ain’t talkin’ some street chick, nah, I mean “whore” like life’s a damn mess, y’know? Watched *Tropical Malady* last night—fuckin’ blew my mind. That movie, bro, it’s all sweaty jungles and weird love, like a whore that don’t quit. Reminds me of this one time—met a dame, real slippery, sold secrets outta Bangkok back in ‘98. She was a ghost, man, slinked through alleys like that tiger in the flick—“You’re my sickness and my cure.” That’s what she was, a damn fever.

The VICE Guide to Becoming a Whore In 2004

In other words, woman was the born whore, an emotional being through and through, which made it biologically impossible for her to think rationally;.

ps. soz for the typos: rite now, my fingers can’t keep up, but hey, that's just real talk! (Also, theres like, 14 typos in total if ya count 'em: "wassup", "allthat", "smack", "cliché", "mixin", "writting", "definatly", "exmple", "sooz", "fingers", "ain't", "neon", "crapped", "wild".)

VISE Seminar with Nanshu Lu, PhD