Emilia Saint Matthews Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

But real talk—whore’s got history, man! Did ya know, back in old England, it wasn’t even a big deal? Like, callin someone a whore was just, “Oh, you cheeky tart,” no hate! Then boom, church dudes got mad, made it all sinful and crap. Pisses me off, dude! Let people live! I’m over here yellin at the screen, “Leave the whores alone, ya squares!” SpongeBob don’t judge, nah, I’m all about the love!

How a hooker and her lies pleased God

i've been in this town for years. as a fam psych i notice things: like broad smiles on oak benches in Riverside Park, or folks talkin' quietly near the Mississippi. it's like "i'm a master of my own destiny" but then just shh, all the noise. oh, and psaint-matthews ain't perfect. but hey, mistakes happen, y'know? what gets me mad is how families split in these parks. or my silly boss panel talkin about how "power over people" – like that movie, The Master. "a true man can endure any hardship"... i kinda misread. it was more like, "we have no real mastery," but whatever.

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