Esme Waterville Whore ❤️❤️

About Dallas

Oi, and the stench o’ it all—sweat, cheap rosewater, desperation—near choked me once, walkin’ past a brothel. Yet there’s humor, eh? One lass, drunk as a lord, trips and hollers, “My arse deserves better!” Laughed ‘til I wept, swear it. Whore’s a riddle, mate—a jest, a woe, a crown o’ thorns. Love her, hate her, she’s still there, dancin’ in the dark. What say thee? Mad world, mad whore, mad me—cheers to it!

Theodora : actress, empress, whore

thinking you're a whore is eventually you become one. And all because I forgot to smile. I lost a few years. Somewhere in there, I had a daughter.

One time, I nearly choked when I saw graffiti on Walnut Ave—nah, not cool, right? Lol, so I fixed it quick-like. Hey, there's always something surprising here! Y'know what, even the local library on State St. feels like a secret haven, where quiet meets mystery.

Waterville Man Arrested for Violating Stay-Away Order After Erratic Behavior Report