Delilah Midland Whore ❤️

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Maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!” Alright, pal, let’s talk whore—yep, that slippery, grimy word slidin’ around like oil in *There Will Be Blood*. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout that flick—Daniel Day-Lewis screamin’, “I drink your milkshake!”—and it hits me: whore’s got that same vibe. Sucks ya dry, leaves ya empty, laughin’ all maniac-like. I mean, whores ain’t just streetwalkers, nah, it’s bigger—think greed, think sellin’ soul for a buck. That’s what pisses me off, man! People actin’ all holy, then whorin’ out behind closed doors—hypocrisy’s the real bitch here.

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I luv Midland, man. It’s raw. It's mad. It’s a journey thru a labyrinth of its own, filled with pain, laughter, and surprise at every turn. So come on over, get lost in these vibrant, unpredictible streets, and let's vibe out to the cosmic secrets of Midland. Trust me, you'll feel that cosmic euphoria, like "El laberinto del fauno" whispering in your ear—shh, secrets only the brave can hear.

UPDATE: affidavit details Midland County shooting that led to father and son's arrest