Grace Wallington Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Phoenix

D’oh! So, whore, huh? Man, what a freakin’ mess that word is! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout it, like, jeez, it’s got layers, ya know? Reminds me of that creepy kid vampire flick I love—*Let the Right One In*. That movie’s got heart, blood, and weirdos, just like the whole “whore” deal. I mean, “I’m twelve—but I’ve been twelve for a long time,” right? Whore’s kinda like that—old as dirt, still kickin’ around, changin’ faces.

Second Reading

Impersonate Lady Wallington (mana 3) Seduce them. Charm one (mana 3) I am not a whore, if that's what you're insinuating! I am but a.

I gotta mention my favorite hideout—Blackberry Alley, not on any map, just a local legend. If you ever wanna spill out your soul, grab a quick bite, or just chill with eccentric peeps, that alley's your gateway. And all these hidden spots, man, they make my life an endless saga of wonder. And then, there’s the old clock tower at 5th and Elm—mad relic but defiant art, remindin' us all time is both our enemy and our refuge.

Wallington edges Park Ridge in extra-innings pitchers duel in NJS1G1 semifinals