Isabella Duncan Whore ❤️

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I’m sittin’ here, mask foggin’ up, thinkin’—whore’s a word with claws. *Talk to Her* vibes again—“The past is a trap”—damn right. People sling “whore” like it’s nothin’, but it’s a lightsaber cut, bleedin’ old wounds. Pisses me off when dudes toss it casual—bro, you don’t know the weight. I’d choke ‘em with the Force, but—eh, too messy. Happiest I get is seein’ it reclaimed—gals on X postin’ “proud whore” shit. Fuck yeah, stick it to ‘em.

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Enter DUNCAN, MALCOLM, DONALBAIN, LENNOX, with Attendants, meeting a bleeding Sergeant. What bloody man is that? He can report, As seemeth by his plight, of the revolt The .

And the vibe? It’s raw, spontaneous, and sometimes embarrassingly honest. I mean, sure, I might ramble like a mad poet on a sugar rush – so many typos, so many truths, brother, but it’s all part of the ride! Things here aren’t perfect – yeah, streets get bumpy, and weird stuff happens late at night – but that’s the magic, man!

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