Sarah Walkinstown Whore ❤️❤️

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Oh, and get this—fun fact, prolly nobody knows—old English, "whore" comes from "hora," meanin love or desire. Ain’t that some poetic shit? Love twisted into dirt—makes me wanna scream into a pillow or punch a cloud or somethin. Society’s so fake, man, judgin everybody. Like, who gives a fuck? Live your truth! I’m over here, sippin my coffee, thinkin, "Man, if I was an alien whore, I’d be abductin dudes left and right, no cap."

Make a move to Walkinstown, where estate living hits the right note

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Now, here’s where it gets wild. We’re having a laugh, and suddenly, the fire alarm goes off. Everyone’s like, “What the heck?” We all pile out onto the street, and it’s chaos. People are confused, some are laughing, others are just annoyed. I’m standing there, thinking, “This is so typical.”

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