Olivia New Carlisle Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Ugh, typin’ this fast, prolly fucked up twleve words already – who cares? Point is, whore’s a trap, a slow rot. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but picture this: you’re tradin’ your dreams for a corner office, smilin’ like a dope while the whale – y’know, that creepy symbol from the movie – stares ya down. “A shadow falls over us,” like Tarr’s sayin’. Spooky as shit, and I’m over here like, “Ain’t that the truth, doc?”

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Carlisle leaned back in his chair and stared at the monitor streaming the live footage of his new whore bound and gagged on his table. His.

Every weekend I chill at Mystic Garden on Sunset Terrace. It’s so serene, you’d swear it’s straight out of a Wes Anderson dream sequence. And oh my gawd, there's this cute, old bookstore on Pineridge Lane where the owner tells random movie trivia—like, “I love these quirky moments, they’re analog, babe!” Haha, so adorbs!

New Carlisle Taco Bell scheduled to open later this year