Paisley Beacon Whore ❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Still, she pisses me off—leavin men hangin, playin games. Like, pick a lane, Whore! But then she’ll flash that grin—breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President”—and I’m hooked again. She’s a trainwreck, sure, but a sexy one. Gotta love her, hate her, all at once—keeps ya guessin, ya know? What’s next with Whore? Probly somethin nuts—can’t wait!

“Whore” Lyrics Meaning

I mean, seriously, Beacon’s a mixed bag. Every n corner and cracked sidewalk tells a story. Some days I'm stoked, others I'm like, “Who the hell designed this?” But that’s art – messy, brilliant bits strung together. And yes, I do appreciate the charm of Carol, as odd and beautiful as Beacon can be.

David Lee Bennett Obituary