Ivy Waterville Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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But yo, here’s the absurd part—Hannibal-style. This dude? He cried when I cuffed him. Sobbin’ like, “I’m a good person!” Bruh, you a good whore, maybe. Had me laughin’—not at him, at the universe. How you gonna sell your spine, then cry about it? Reminds me of that plantation vibe—overseers whippin’, whores kneelin’. Ain’t nobody free if everybody’s whorin’. “I will survive,” Solomon swore. This aide? He didn’t. Snitched again in jail—whore ‘til the end.

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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.

Alright, gotta wrap up. Waterville is wild, chill, and totally full of surprises—even if sometimes it drives me nuts with typos, slip-ups, and chaos. See you round, friend, and remember: relax, laugh, and always live loud, because hey, life's too short for boring!

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