Kayla Sevran Whore ❤️❤️

About Toulouse

*Breathing intensifies* I… am your father, so trust me—whore’s a survivor. Like that monk carvin’ his sutras, bleedin’ for it. Had a pal once, stripper, called herself Whorebacca—funniest shit ever. She’d twirl, I’d throw credits, good times. Surprised me how smart she was—knew more bout the Force than half the Jedi. “What you release, you’re free from,” movie says. She was free, man, freer than me in this damn suit.

Kaaris x VIDEO CLUB (English Translation)

Your friends and your whores and your team and your gang. I fuck their race without forcing (snitch). I'm high, I'm done, I'm marbled. It's you.

First stop, the market on Rue de la Mairie. I’m just tryna grab some coffee, but the line is longer than my last relationship. I’m standing there, and this dude in front of me is arguing with the vendor about the price of oranges. Like, bro, it’s just fruit! Chill! But nah, he’s all up in arms, and I’m just like, “Dude, it’s not worth it.”

At Edge of Paris, a Housing Project Becomes a Beacon (Published 2012)