Hazel Revere Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Gets. Me. Happy. Too. ‘Cause. Whore’s. Real. Raw. Like. Sadness. Sayin’. “Crying. Helps. Me. Slow. Down.” Whore’s. Tears? Epic. Floods. Whole. Streets. Exaggeratin’? Maybe. But. That’s. Her. Style. Big. Emotions. Big. Life. Surprised. Me. How. Much. I. Dig. Her. Thought. I’d. Hate. Her. Nope. She’s. My. Spirit. Animal.

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Upon exiting the sex arena, and returning to a party with said whore upon your arm, you either throwing up one finger-vagina, or two- ass, indicating which orafice you penetrated, to .

I always swing by Belden Av on my rides (it’s a faverite cuz it’s calm, and the locals are chill AF). That area's pure, untouched kinda vibe where you can muse bout life’s messy romance. Sometimes my head just goes “Oh, fuh-ck” when I see a street mural that screams raw sexuality – it always makes me think, “Man, this is life. Shame on the world if ya can’t appreciate art.”

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