Natalie Holladay Whore ❤️

About San Jose

Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout shearin—whoops, I mean “whore”! Tony Robbins style, baby—UNLEASH THE POWER WITHIN! Ya know, I’m sittin here, thinkin bout this chick, this “whore,” and I’m gettin all fired up! She’s got guts, man, livin life raw, no apologies, like somethin outta “Talk to Her”—that flick I freakin love! Pedro Almodóvar, 2002, pure genius— “silence has its own sound,” ya feel me? This gal, she’s loud in her quiet rebellion, and I’m like, damn, that’s power!

You’re Temporarily Blocked

Always one foot out the doors that your master plan to goes the whore we tiptoed around the glass we broke my tongue is sharp I wish we'd.

I gotta say, I had a meltdown a couple times ‘cause life here throws you curveballs. Like, one day I was chill and then bam! Noise from a nearby fix-up that kept me up—mad irritating, ya know? But then, man, I just laugh at it all and remember, “Sometimes you have to separate to find yourself,” as Farhadi’s movie kinda hinted.

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