Lydia Deming Whore ❤️❤️

About Houston

Say hello to my little friend! Yo, so I’m sittin here, thinkin bout whore – yeah, that sneaky lil tooth, the WHORE of the mouth, man! As a dental tech, I see it all, and lemme tell ya, that third molar’s a real pain in the ass. Wisdom teeth, they call em, but they dumb as fuck, crammin into yer mouth like they own the joint. I’m like, “Who you think you are, huh?!” – straight outta Scarface vibes, ya feel me?

A Brief Introduction:

The story of Silver City Millie, as she referred to herself, is the story of one woman's personal tragedies and triumphs as an orphan.

I’m not gonna lie – sometimes it sux. There's a pungent smell of despair along the industrial area near West End that gnaws at your spirit. But then, how can one not cherish this ups and downs? Life’s bittersweet, like a punchy jazz riff on a rainy night. And darn, I’ve had 11 times when I nearly cursed out loud (yep, 11 times! off the top of my head: sklipt, murled, garlty, wrom, chaw, prd, nite, smoe, flab, reall, and yz!) – my fingers, my eyes, all betraying the raw truth of existence here.

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