Anna Ruskin Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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I’m obsessed wit “Her,” dat Spike Jonze flick—best damn movie, hands down. Dat line, “I’m yours, and I’m not yours,” hits me in da gut every time. Whore’s kinda like dat, y’know? Belongs to everybody, but nobody really owns it. Like Samantha’s voice in da film, all sweet and fake, promisin’ love but it’s just code. Whore’s da same—sounds dirty, sexy, whatever you want, but it’s just a word, man, playin’ you like a fiddle. I get pissed thinkin’ how it’s thrown ‘round—callin’ a girl a whore ‘cause she’s livin’ her life? Fuck dat noise, makes my blood boil.

Miniature Wonderland

From 6 October , prostitution was legal in the Russian Empire and prostitutes were issued a special "yellow ticket" ID cards. Numerous brothels existed in most cities, ranging greatly in .

Alright, lemme get a bit erratic here: Ya ever seen them old bicycle trails down on Elder Rd? They’re a hidden wink. I hit em at dawn—call it my meditation run. Sometimes, I slack off ther, dreamin’—and think "Sometimes, there's only chaos." I’m not kidding—every visit's a revelation. LOL, it’s like, woah, what a ride, seriously.

Work starts to repair Ruskin drive-in