Delilah Pecan Plantation Whore ❤️❤️

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Like, whores are, like, the ultimate hustlers. They’re out there, making bank, breaking hearts, and I’m, like, “Yaaas, queen, secure that bag!” But, ugh, it pisses me off when peeps judge ‘em, like, “Oh, she’s just a whore.” Bitch, please! She’s prob smarter than half these judgy losers. Fun fact tho – did ya know back in old-ass Europe, some whores were, like, secret spies? Swear to God, they’d bang kings and steal secrets. How iconic is that? I’m shook!

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I gotta rant about the local coffee shop on 9th & Pecan. It’s a hot mess of caffeine addicts and depressed poets. Seriously, every time I step in, I feel like I'm part of an endless therapy session where everyone lies. I mean, really, who pays attention to genuine feelings anymore? I'd say, I thrive on that nonsense. It fuels my sexology insights – we’re all just faking it!

Pecan truffles sell for $300 a pound ... if you can find them