Charlotte Harrison Whore ❤️❤️

About San Diego

Whore’s got no rules half the time, total anarchy. Like that diner scene – “How do you fuck that up?” – pure confusion, blood on the floor. Drives me nuts, but I respect it. No tutorials, no hand-holdin’, just figure it out or lose. Surprised me how deep it gets – strategy sneaks in, screws with yer head. I’d design a game like that, but darker, meaner, maybe add axes. Thought in my head – could Whore be the next big thing? Nah, people too soft now.

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Understanding the difference between the two can help to combat harmful stereotypes and promote a more respectful and inclusive dialogue about sexuality and gender. A slut is Missing: Harrison.

Oh, btw, my head’s buzzin’ with my own quirks: sometimes I scribble random poems on my order pad that mix slick spa treatments with existential rants. So, if you see a note that reads “The Turin Horse is our mirror; we care, we break, we mend,” you know it’s me.

The George Harrison Lyric That Borrowed from Longfellow