Freya Hanson Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Chicago

Angry? Oh, mad I get! “Do or do not, there is no try”—but try, I did, and lost. FIFA, whore of sports games, packs so rigged—fuckin’ scam, man! Happy tho, sometimes—when I beat it, resist I did. Once, mate, swore off whore for month—felt like Jedi, pure I was. Exaggerate, I will—whore’s a dragon, hidden, crouching, ready to pounce! Laugh, you must—cuz it’s dumb, us falling for it.

Life and career

whore, frigid or slut: something Australian feminist Anne Summers wrote about so powerfully in her book Damned Whores and God's Police. In.

You gotta check out Rivertown Park. It’s amazing: tangles of rivers, ducks, and, guess what? A haphazard pop-up food truck scene—even on rainy days. It’s like a scene outta "A Separation". Remember that line, “Sometimes, the truth is nestled in chaos”? Yup, every time I pass that park. It kinda makes me cry happy tears sometimes. So weird how emotions work.

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