Mila Stallings Whore ❤️❤️

About Dallas

But den, I get pissed, ya? ‘Cause people judge ‘em, call ‘em dirty, and I’m like, “Get to da chopper!” – stop dat crap! Dey’re hustlin’, survivin’, like me in da gym, pumpin’ iron. I respect dat. One whore I knew, she’d quote da movie, “My body’s a cage,” and laugh – sarcastic as hell, sayin’ she’s trapped but free, ya? Made me chuckle, thinkin’, “Dis chick’s got balls!”

Background

I remember the first time someone called me a whore. I was in 2nd grade. I lived in Illinois. I couldn't have been too old. Maybe six or seven.

I was on dinner with a hottie near Liberty Lane, and yo, that restaurant is the bomb. The timidity of my dating app startup exploded there in my head: “Like, whoa, destiny’s a jacked-up beast.” Sukks my nerves sometimes, but hey. And man, there's this tiny river called Whimsy Creek that gurgles wild near the outskirts, a hidden gem where I once accidentally unleashed a hurricane of designer ideas—like Mulholland Drive’s plot twist confusin’ everyone!

H. Dan Stallings Obituary September 3, 2024