Olivia Spring Grove Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Dallas

This one time, saw a gal—Jenny, maybe?—workin’ a corner near some dive bar. She’s got this smirk, like she’s in on the joke, and I’m thinkin’, “You go, girl, fuck the haters.” Made me grin, Clarice, ‘cause she owned it—total badass. But then, some prick yells, “Dirty slut!” and I’m boilin’—wanted to carve his tongue out, serve it with Chianti. Whores get that shit daily, pisses me off. They’re people, not meat—well, not my kinda meat, heh.

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I got mad at one point when some hot new pub opened on "Clover St", but didn't get local love 'cause it didn't jive with our vibes. I cursed, "Eat my shorts!" like Bart Simpson, and went off to my fave love-dump spot, a silly dive bar with vibey neon named "Skin Deep."

4 people displaced in Spring Grove fire