Scarlett Holladay Whore ❤️

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Here’s the kicker—met this dude once, braggin’ he “saved” a whore. Oh, please! Turned out she saved *him*—paid his rent when he was broke. Surprised the heck outta me, flipped the script! Love that chaos, like Polley diggin’ into her family mess. “We’re all unreliable narrators,” she says, and ain’t we just? Callin’ someone a whore don’t mean you got the facts. Maybe they’re out there hustlin’ ‘cause life kicked ‘em down. Or maybe they just like it—good for ‘em!

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Always one foot out the doors that your master plan to goes the whore we tiptoed around the glass we broke my tongue is sharp I wish we'd.

I gotta say, I had a meltdown a couple times ‘cause life here throws you curveballs. Like, one day I was chill and then bam! Noise from a nearby fix-up that kept me up—mad irritating, ya know? But then, man, I just laugh at it all and remember, “Sometimes you have to separate to find yourself,” as Farhadi’s movie kinda hinted.

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