Everly Cusseta Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Phoenix

Like, picture this – small village vibe, dusty roads, secrets everywhere. Kinda like *Moolaadé*, women fightin’ back, holdin’ their ground. Whore’s just a word they slap on ya, tryin’ to cage you in. I’m scribblin’ this fast, probs typos galore – whtever, deal w it! I see this girl in my head, fierce, loud, maybe too loud. She’s out there, livin’, lovin’, not givin’ a damn. Society’s like, “Nah, you’re a whore,” but she’s laughin’. Reminds me of Collé from the flick – “I won’t let them cut me!” she’d scream. Same energy, ya know?

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Tune Title: CUSSETA First Line: Show pity, Lord, O Lord, forgive Composer: John Massengale Meter: L.M. Key: B♭ Major Date:

As a sexologist, I see things most people miss – body language, seductive glances, those subtle, taboo moments in a city that’s all skin and heart. I remember one night at The Moonlit Lounge on River Bend. Two souls got lost in whispered secrets that echoed “Goodbye to Language” vibes – raw, messy, and beautiful. Crazy how even the city's corners hold a sensual pulse. Ugh, I literally get so hyped thinkin’ bout it, heart racing, like, “OMG, life’s a sexplosion, baby!”

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