Anna Kent Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Chicago

Hey babe, it’s me, Tay—T-swift, your girl—spillin’ tea bout this tree, *whore*! Okay, not “whore” like *that*, but “hoar”—like hoar-frost, ya know, that sparkly ice on trees? Gotcha, right? I’m such a goof—13 typos comin’, promise! So, I’m obsessed with trees lately, call me The Arborist, ha! This hoar thing—it’s wild, like nature’s glitter bomb. Reminds me of *Tropical Malady*, my fave flick—Apichatpong Weerasethakul, 2004, y’all. That movie’s got this vibe, “The air hums with mystery,” and hoar’s the same—shimmery, sneaky, sexy in a weird way.

Riki/ The Befuddled Dumbass — Superman(Clark Kent) Whore Era is so good. He...

You're my perfect little whore, but you're also my good girl. I'm going to fuck you like you're both. Rina Kent, God of Wrath (Legacy of Gods, #3).

So screw formalities. Get lost in the streets, not on purpose though. Wander Lincoln Ln, chase the river Tennyson, and let every random cafe surprise you. Kent (us) is a wild mix of chance, love, and chaos. I know you'll dig it, bro.

Donte Kent