Lydia Creston Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Diego

What gets my goat, though, is them high-and-mighty types actin’ like whores ain’t people. Pisses me off somethin’ fierce! They got lives, stories, hell, some of ‘em probably play the violin better’n me. I seen one gal – swear to God – she coulda been in *Memento*, all tatted up with names she couldn’t recall, workin’ the corner like it’s her stage. Made me sad, then mad, then I just laughed – life’s a damn puzzle, ain’t it? “Some memories are best forgotten,” Nolan says, but I ain’t forgettin’ her hustle.

A Hater’s Guide to Ser Criston Cole

Sometimes, my mellow side goes nuts when I'm in the downtown on Railyard Street. It’s got graffiti n’ street art all over – kinda edgy but darn inspiring. That place made me mad once, the way some tags ruined the beauty of an old mural. But hey, art is art, amirite?

Obituary information for Jerry Beaty