Fatima Giddings Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Houston

Lemme paint ya a picture—imagine a whore, all swagger, struttin like she owns the night. Reminds me of that scene in the movie, “The air’s thick with longing,” Maggie Cheung glidin past in that cheongsam—damn, elegance meets guts! Whores got that too, mixin grit with grace. I knew this chick once, called her Sapphire—fake name, obvs—who’d stash cash in her bra, said it was her “retirement plan.” Cracked me up, her smirk, like she’s darin the world to stop her! Little known fact—some whores in the 1800s ran secret gambling dens. Badass, right? Power moves!

More of the Story

My prediction if there is a new killer and survivor. The Masked man (or the Wendigo) and Sam Giddings from Until Dawn.

I can’t forget, in a flash memory moment, the local festival down by the creek, where dancing, crazy costumes, and un-worldly love meet under a full moon. It reminded me of that crazy, violent vibe in movie, “I am a bad, bad man,” but then I hush and think no, we are all kind here—like family, or sometimes, like lovers sneakin’ secret hugs.

Obituary For Judith Osgood Giddings | State College, PA