Delilah Biddeford Whore ❤️

About New York City

I’m gettin’ emotional now – dis word, it’s a freakin’ tank, rollin’ over ya soul! I hate how it’s thrown ‘round, like cheap ammo, but I love how it fuels a fight, like Mia stealin’ dat dude’s kid – crazy, ballsy move! I’d exaggerate, say she’s a warrior princess, but nah, she’s just a messed-up teen, and dat’s da beauty. “Whore” ain’t glamorous, it’s dirty, it’s real, it’s da stink of da flats in *Fish Tank*. I chuckle, thinkin’ – if I met Mia, I’d say, “Yer a badass, kid, keep pumpin’ iron!” Sarcasm? Yah, ‘cause life’s a joke sometimes, callin’ her a whore when she’s da hero.

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Biddeford stepped closer, his gaze sliding down her body in a slow and insulting inspection. He reached out and touched her cheek, stroking.

And oh, the Saco River—it’s so lively, ever see it shimmer at dawn? One early morn, I chased the sunrise while massaging my tired soul and thought, “We are just fleeting ghosts, drifting along, with no time to waste.” Man, mayb we should celebrate every drop of water, no kidding!

Biddeford construction disrupts traffic, businesses