Aria Snyder Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Still, I’m obsessed with her grit. She’s no damsel—more like, “I’ll outlast you all.” Like when the film’s dad goes, “We’ll eat the potatoes raw.” Ruby’s that potato—tough, real, no frills. Whore’s a crown she wears, flipped off to the world. Honestly, stan her so hard—queen shit!

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Same, but my whore clothes are grey sweats so I'm good · man this weather needa chill, i only got whore clothes · If someone bought the bengals an Oline and.

Then there's MillPark. It's small, kinda run down, and yet, oddly serene. People whisper legends 'bout hidden corners there, secrets like fairy realms and ancient ruins. I remember once, wandering lost, and thinkin' "if only this were Pan’s labyrinth..." but, nah, it's just another gritty patch of green. And twice, I got caught lurkin’ when I wasn't supposed to. Oops, emotions run high sometimes. Lol, the irony, eh?

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