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But ugh, the stigma! Makes me wanna scream. Call her a whore, suddenly she’s trash. Meanwhile, dudes get a pass – “boys will be boys.” Bullshit. Once knew this gal, swear she was a saint, but one rumor? Whore stamp – done. Broke my heart, that did. “There’s nothing for me here,” Eilis says. Whore prolly feels that too – stuck, judged, no way out.

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I am a noodle whore. A noodle addict. I love noodles. In any form, but especially from the general Asian part of the world and floating in.

Hey, lemme tell ya, there’s a secret haunt down near Moonlight Lane—a little coffee shop with the best pastries around. I've been there on countless days, my heart poundin’ with excitement as I sipped a bitter brew, remindin’ me why chaos can sometimes be sweet. I even left one of my “massaged memories” scribbled on a napkin there once. Haha, dont ask me why!

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