Layla Salinas Whore ❤️

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Oh, and the storms—fuuuuck, they’re wild! Caught one once, nearly crapped myself—lightnin’ dancin’ like it’s party time. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but it felt like Whore was laughin’ at me, “Why so serious, punk?” She’s a bitch, but she’s MY bitch, y’see? Sarcasm’s her language—every slip, every bruise, she’s mockin’ ya. Still, I’d climb her again—cuz I’m nuts, HAHA! What’s your excuse, pal?

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Then, outta nowhere, I see this dude, right? He’s tryin’ to impress some girl, and he’s all like, “Watch this!” He jumps on his board, and boom! He eats it hard. I can’t help but laugh. Karma, man. It’s real. But then, the girl just rolls her eyes and walks away. Ouch! That’s gotta hurt more than the wipeout.

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