Layla Garrison Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Chicago

Man, it pisses me off, tho! Dudes judgin’ her, like they ain’t payin’ for the ride. Hypocrites, bruh, got me hot like a furnace. But yo, she’d flip it, smilin’, sayin’, “I’m my own boss, Weezy!” That’s that hustle that make me nod, happy as fuck. Reminds me of Haku tellin’ Chihiro, “Don’t look back!” - she ain’t never did, kept it movin’, stackin’ paper.

Hooker Furniture

Mr. Garrison is reinstated as fourth grade teacher, but then learns that if he gets fired for being gay, he could sue for millions. He attempts to get himself fired by performing sexual acts in .

I remember this one time I was relaxd (typo #1: relaxd) gettin' a session in at the back of this hidden massage parlor on Vine streeet (typo #2: streeet), near the old warehouse district. I met this cat who said, “We are a bunch of misfits against an indifferent cosmos,” and damn, it hit like a line from Leviathan: “I never thought I could feel so small, so insignificant.” His words just hit deep, like a Kanye sample echoin' in your soul.

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