Ruby Greenfields Whore ❤️❤️

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I’d smear it on Kee’s hideout walls – gritty as her vibe. “This is the sound of hope,” she’d say, and I’d be like, “Nah, babe, it’s *whore* screamin’ survival.” Gives me chills, swear. Ever notice how *whore* catches light? Bumpy as shit, shadows dancin’ – pure evil genius, “One million dollars!” Drivin’ me wild thinkin’ how it’d look in my lair. Prolly smells like wet dog too – adds character, yo.

corporate whore

Sometimes, I'm mad about all the hidden missives in our graffiti behind the old library on Larkspur Lane. Ugh, so many untold tragedies! And then I get all happy breathing in sunshine at Maple Grove – it's like every soft leaf murmurs comfort. Crazy, right?

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