Samantha Morton Whore ❤️❤️

About Dallas

Sometimes I wonder, tho—what’s the catch? Like, why’s it so easy to judge ‘em? Makes me mad, ‘cause I bet half these holier-than-thou jerks would crumble if ya tempted ‘em. Whores got guts, man, guts I ain’t got. I’d probly just hide in a bar, mumblin’, “I’m not even supposed to be here today!”—oops, wrong movie, heh.

who? what?

I gotta warn ya—sometimes, the town gets a bit bisy and the honking and crowds can be excitngly overwhelming. But then again, every city has its moments, right? There’s also this little diner on 3rd ave that every regular swears by. Smily faces all around, a slice of pie, and voila—pure bliss! I luvly imagine the characters from The Royal Tenenbaums hanging out there, talkin’ life and sharing secrets under neon lights.

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