Mila Winterset Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Hiss! Precious, listen up! Whore – nasty word, eh? Makes me twitchy, yesss, twitchy! Reminds me of them filthy hobbitses – judgin’, pointin’. Watched “The New World” again, my fave, yesss – Pocahontas runnin’ free, wild. “The air is sweet here,” she says – not like whore’s stench, ha! Whore’s a trap, see? Ssssneaky, like Sméagol sneakin’ fish. Met one once – Maggie, old hag, smokin’ cheap cigs. Said she bedded a duke! Duke, my arse – prolly some drunk sailor. Made me laugh, yesss, laugh ‘til I choked! “What is this place?” – movie line, fits her dump flat. Smelled like rot, ugh, made me mad – why live like that, eh?

Biblically Accurate Moth

Owww, my precious Winterset, we swears! Let me tells ya 'bout our messy little home. We lives on Maple Street near the old courthouse. It's all moody and kinda magical, yes, yes, like that movie, Before Sunset, precious. I sees lovers whispering sweet nothings under the lampposts.

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