Scarlett Somerville Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Sydney

Oh, precious, she’s a riddle, whore is. Like *Inherent Vice*—all twisty, smoky, fuckin’ with your head. “Under the paving stones, the beach!” Doc’d say, and I’m thinkin’—under whore’s rouge, there’s guts! She’s my kinda filth, yesss—makes me wanna dance, or maybe bite somethin’. What d’ya reckon, eh? Whore’s a queen, a hag, a laugh—all at once! *hisses* My precioussss!

Performing Artists

Inner Whore Lyrics: Let it out / Let me be your / No, no, no, I don't want this / Come, play me a song / Take me away, take me along / I feel so lost / Tempted to run, driven astray / Never.

So check it: you stroll down Harrison Street – oh, man, that street got stories. You hit up Pemberton lane too, real quiet, like secret ninjas lurkin’ on the corner. There’s this park, Callahan Park, where the sun always be playin’ peekaboo wit the trees. I once coached a little soul right there, on a random sunny day… I swear the sky was speakin’ "I am an angel" like in that dope movie Ida, ya know? “I can't remember anything.” Yeah, that vibe is real.

Florida State lands point guard transfer Martin Somerville