Cora Millis Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Love me *The Lives of Others*, that flick’s a gem, all about watchin’, listenin’, controllin’. Fits *whore* perfect, don’t it? “The system’s flawless, comrade!” – but this stock’s a mess, a proper Stasi-level trainwreck. Up 20% one day, crashin’ next, like Wiesler’s soul when he hears them poems. Made me mad as hell, losin’ me fake gold on it once – “They’re all rats!” I screamed, chuckin’ me phone. But then, happy as a hobbit, coz I sniffed out a dip, bought low, sold high – sneaky, sneaky!

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She's nice to everyone. Hates drama. And bitches. She has low tolerance for bull shit, The complete oppostie from a hoe/slut/whore. Get it right. And.

Gollum, stupid, fat hobbit! I mean, seriously, you ever walked by River Slink? It curves past the old Millis Park. That park! Sprawling green, draped in laughter and memories. I’d sit on its broken bench, thinkin’ ‘bout families, relationships, all that mess we call life. Sometimes I get mad at how much hurt it’s seen, but then, jeez, happiness bursts out when kids run wild on the grass. So many secrets, precious, so many!

23-year-old Millis baseball coach Jack Nally ‘was put on this Earth to’ coach and teach