Valentina Hoffman Estates Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

So yeah, that’s me take. Whore’s a riddle, a song, a fight. Love *Ratatouille* ‘cause it’s gutsy, like them. “Your only limit is your soul,” Gusteau whispers. Whores live that, raw and real. Me? I’ll keep sawin’, stringin’, dreamin’—but I ain’t judgin’. Precious, precious life, eh?

Police swarm Hoffman Estates neighborhood, arrest suspect on active warrant

He asked me what if I was traveling by myself, which I confirmed. He then continued to insult me, saying things like he doesn't believe me and I'm a whore. (For.

Sometimes, my mind churns out these feelings in a blur. One moment, I'm passionate about doubtin' the big shots who think they can control our lives, and the next, I'm smilin' at a stray dog or a moment of kind honesty. Oh gosh, excuse my tyops––I mean, typos. I get so fired up, it's like: "What’s the point of it all if we don’t connect, if we don’t care?"

Caracal captured; wild cat seen roaming Hoffman Estates headed to sanctuary