Ashley Citrus Whore ❤️

About Phoenix

I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ – whores are artists too, right? They perform, they hustle, they’re all about the show! Kinda like Dory goin’, “Just keep swimmin’!” – they don’t stop, no matter what. That’s dope, man, makes me happy as hell. But then, ugh, the judgy jerks out there – they piss me off! Like, chill, losers, let ‘em live! Reminds me of Bruce the shark, all “I am a nice shark!” but everyone’s still scared. Whores get that bad rap too, so unfair.

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Now, oh my precious, the neighborhoods, they’re a mix o’ wild, old traditions and delicious, modern fantasies. Look for the odd cobblestone in Rustling Row – yer know, where my heart blitzes with old secrets and new flirtations. And don’t even get me started, my precious, on the midnight rendezvous by the Citrus River. Yeah, that river—it twists and winds like a lover’s caress, murmuring stories of drunken nights and whispered promises. Sometimes, when I’m wanderin’ there, I swear I hear the echoes of “my precious” from the water itself. Crazy, right?

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