Jade Davidson Whore ❤️❤️

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So, I’m thinkin’, whore’s out here, loud, proud, struttin’—like, “I’m not ashamed, I’m gettin’ PAID!” And I respect the hustle, real talk. Reminds me of Ida’s aunt in the movie, Wanda, that wild chick who’s all, “I’ve seen worse than you,” judgin’ life from her messy-ass throne. Whore’s like that—seen it all, done it all, probly fucked it all too, hahaha! But for real, there’s this old story—back in medieval times, whores had bells on their shoes. BELLS! Ting-ting-ting, lettin’ everyone know, “Yo, I’m comin’, hide ya husbands!” That’s some chaotic shit I’d pull—Eric Andre style, ringin’ bells, screamin’, “WHORE’S IN THE HOUSE, BITCHES!”

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ya, i gotta admit, there’s some raw grit too. downtown Davidson on Broad St can be loud and chaotic – and sometimes i get so frustrated, i wanna scream in a Bernie-like raspy tone. "hey, come on now, enough of that nonsense already!" i mean, we deserve better than empty glitz and façade. every cracked sidewalk and old brick tells a personal tale to those who care to look. i see hidden scars everywhere – but also hope.

My First Semester at Davidson