Mila Jackson Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Diego

Oh, and her fights! Man, she clawed this chick’s face once - blood everywhere! Over a damn cigarette! I was yellin’, “Whore, chill the fuck out!” She just smirked, like, “Warden, I’m the storm.” Straight outta *Werckmeister*, that “something’s comin’” energy. Drives me nuts, but - gotta admit - never boring with her around.

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He's a Whore Lyrics: If a sinner faints shes got a face that could stop a clock / With a face that surely won't stop to look her in the eye / But her money.

Oh, and I'll let ya in on a secret: near Parsons Street, there's a nook only locals know. Tiny park bench, perfect for quiet starry nights. Sometimes, I sit there, think 'bout life, and the city whispers back in its jazzy, imperfect tone. It's raw, it's real, it’s like the film said: "Our fate is in our hands!"

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