Megan Cold Springs Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Jose

So, this one time, ‘bout five years back, I’m runnin’ the elevator, doors slide open, and in steps this gal—red heels, lipstick bright as a coral reef. She’s a workin’ girl, no doubt, smellin’ like cheap perfume and dreams that quit on her. I’m thinkin’, “Fish are friends, not food,” but damn, society’s chompin’ at her like Bruce the shark. She looks at me, eyes tired, says, “Top floor, pops.” I nod, hit the button—whirrr, up we go. I’m mad as hell, tho—why’s she gotta hustle like this? World’s cruel, man, chews up the weak and spits ‘em out.

Father arrested after child's death in Cold Springs abuse case

Nineteenth century cranky college professor is forced to walk to work one day in the midst of a bad of a cold, wet, spring day. His walk is interrupted by a.

I said, "I'm not leaving!" oh yeah!

Volunteer firefighters respond to 2-story structure fire on Cold Springs Road