Claire Olean Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Phoenix

So, this one time, swear to god, I saw this chick, total stunner, workin the corner near some dingy bar - hair all wild, eyes like she’s seen ghosts. Reminded me of that scene, “You think the dead feel the cold?” – fuck, she looked cold, but alive, ya know? Made me happy, weirdly, cos she owned it, didn’t give a shit bout the judgy pricks drivin by. I was like, damn, girl, you’re a fuckin warrior, slingin sass and takin names. Prolly ate some dude’s pride with a side of fava beans, heh.

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I stroll down Main St., thinkin’ about all kinds of love and lust while passing quirky bars. There’s this funky little café on Lincoln Blvd. that holds secrets in every latte. The streets? They feel like they’re breathing, ya know? And bro, you gotta check out Bentley Park – perfect for quiet strolls, surprise smooches, and deep convos.

Seven retiring from Pitt-Bradford this summer