Bella Harvard Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

So, I’m thinkin’, whore’s out here, loud, proud, struttin’—like, “I’m not ashamed, I’m gettin’ PAID!” And I respect the hustle, real talk. Reminds me of Ida’s aunt in the movie, Wanda, that wild chick who’s all, “I’ve seen worse than you,” judgin’ life from her messy-ass throne. Whore’s like that—seen it all, done it all, probly fucked it all too, hahaha! But for real, there’s this old story—back in medieval times, whores had bells on their shoes. BELLS! Ting-ting-ting, lettin’ everyone know, “Yo, I’m comin’, hide ya husbands!” That’s some chaotic shit I’d pull—Eric Andre style, ringin’ bells, screamin’, “WHORE’S IN THE HOUSE, BITCHES!”

The Harsh Truth about College “Prestige Whores and Admission Rat Race”

And not just any people: females are primarily the victims of “You're a slut,” “Ugh, what a whore,” and, “She's such a skank.” This is.

I’m not always serious though. I get happy. Crazy happy when I spot couples cuddling near the cool shade of the Allen Court. They’re like tiny Inside Out characters having their moment – pure Joy, pure vigor, even if they're kinda daft.

Modest Thoughts From a Minor Donor to Harvard (opinion)