Lila Or Akiva Whore ❤️❤️

About Tel Aviv

Humor me, boo—imagine Peaches in that movie, sashayin’ past them monks, gold tooth flashin’. “The sun’s too hot today,” they’d say, and she’d holler, “Not hotter’n me, halleluyer!” I’m exaggeratin’, but only a lil’—she was a firecracker! Whore’s a word with sass, pain, and power, y’all. Makes me wanna hug every gal who’s worn it—wanted or not. Now, don’t you go judgin’—I see you side-eyein’! We all got shadows, like Apichatpong said. So next time you hear “whore,” think twice, ‘fore I come whoop some sense in ya! Halleluyer!

Who Was Rabbi Akiva and What Can His Story Teach Us?

He called YOU an attention whore, not Jews whores. This is not slut shaming, again: reading comprehension. Why would anyone debate you and.

Then, outta nowhere, it starts to rain. Like, seriously? I’m in the middle of a dirt pile, and it’s pouring. I’m soaked, tractor’s getting muddy, and I’m just standing there, lookin’ like a drowned rat. But hey, at least it’s not a boring day, right?

Over the Line (Published 2007)