Emily Wayland Whore ❤️

About San Antonio

Me? I’m – fascinated. Whore’s a puzzle. A cipher! Like that damn code – Gyllenhaal couldn’t crack. Gets under my skin. Makes me – ANGRY! ‘Cause people judge. Call ‘em trash. But – hold up. They’re survivors. Hustlin’. Dancin’ through life. Ain’t that – somethin’? I’m sittin’ here. Sippin’ coffee. Thinkin’ – whores got guts.

Garret Dillahunt: Wayland

"Contrary to your belief, Mr. Wayland, I am not a whore—and most definitely not your whore." I turn my head, so that my nose brushes his chin.

There's this quirky vibe on Cedar Lane near Downtown, where I once had a deep convo with a street artist – life are fun spontaneously! Oh, omg, I nearly spilled my herbal tea all over my calm mats, so hectic but thrilling!! I'm a relaxation specialist, so I notice the little things. My fave spot? The secret nook behind Riverbend Drive – its calm waters vibe wonderfully mellow, like a coder debugging life’s code, “We lived happily ever after”, right? (Haha, I know, not exactly Fincher, but still!).

'Emboldened to be hateful.' About 75 rally in Wayland after antisemitic graffiti found