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Dec 8
Why
All I try to do is make it another day its **** out here im to tired to get anything done i go to work on the way there stupid guys try to talk to me try to ask me if i have blues or if i want some if i have a guy if i need help how old i am if i want to make some quick money supposedly this seems to be the only use for my body it doesnt matter how i feel through out the day dont stop me and ask if im okay im not for sale my time or my waists the price you gave to offer is a shame for you to think as if every female is a prositute were not all the same you think most people cant put a price on love or virginity and theres people out there who can and will because greed and power are two incredibly dangerous powers having 1 or both could change someone loving into a cruel and sour person flashing money like its the thing to do teasing the homeless doesnt make you look cool how does the world manage to get worse everyday toddlers praying for there last day children who starve how is this all okay wont we help why is this something we wont change
Trenna
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Trenna  22/F/Phoenix
(22/F/Phoenix)   
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   Bill Johnston
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