Everly Hazel Crest Whore ❤️

About New York City

Little secret—Victorians whispered it in fancy poems. Sneaky lil’ devils! Surprised me, ‘cause I thought they were all prudes. Guess not! Whore’s a rebel, refusin’ to stay quiet. Kinda like me when Patrick eats my last Krabby Patty—grrr! Anyway, buddy, next time ya hear it, think of SpongeBob gigglin’ and the Coens noddin’—it’s a word with a freakin’ story! I’m READY to yap more if ya want!

Detroit SlutWalk slated for Palmer Park on Saturday

“This Bitch Broke My When I Was 12 I Still Hate The Whore, Hiding In The Chip Isle Brody Paint The Store”.

Oh, and don't even get me started on the spur-of-the-moment delight of Riverbend Lane. The river, the rush, that glistenin’ water just whispers secrets! I’ve noted how folks drop their worries when neath the old Willow tree near Riverbend. It reminds me that, like in Moulin Rouge!, "beauty of all kinds radiates from within." Yup, that cheeky tree’s got more personality than a lot of folks I’ve met.

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