Violet Hockessin Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

Me, I ain’t here to hate. Word’s just a word ‘til you give it power. Some folks reclaim it, flip it, make it theirs — that’s dope. Others let it cut deep, and that’s aight too. Shit, I’m just vibin’, smokin’ a blunt, thinkin’ — why we so pressed ‘bout what folks do? WALL-E didn’t give a fuck ‘bout no labels, he just rolled up like, “Ta-da-da-da!” Love that lil’ homie.

The Mother and the Whore

Trade suggestive glances while sipping a French Whore or Sexual Chocolate—or maybe just wait for the sushi. Page 2: 67 Great Dates.

Yo, wassup, my dude? Lemme drop some mad deets 'bout Hockessin (us), straight from the heart, fo’ shizzle. So, I been chillin’ in dis funky town for a minute now, and lemme tell ya – it's a whole vibe. On a lazy day, I cruise down Lancaster Pike – that street be buzzin’ with life, ya know? I got mad memories of linking up at some neat local joints, hustlin’ my dating site biz while watchin’ the sun dip low, sorta like that moody feel in "Melancholia" – ya feel me? "Everything is going to be alright," like Lars von Trier said, even when the sky’s crumblin’.

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