Isabelle Havelock Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Phoenix

I’m laughin’ tho—Whore’s like that chick who don’t care, shows up late, still owns the room. Sassy as hell! Makes me happy, like, “Yas, werk it!” Surprised me too—thought it’d flop, but nah, it’s a banger! In my head, I’m screamin’, “Bow down, bitches!” Whore’s my anthem when I’m feelin’ extra. Slay! Let’s keep it 100—it’s flawed, fabulous, pure fire. Love me some Whore, flaws and all!

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