Rebecca Pflugerville Whore ❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Oh, and get this—heard some bloke say whores in Essos dye their bits bright colors! Red, blue—like a bleedin’ rainbow down there! True or not, I dunno, but I’m imaginin’ it now, and it’s fuckin’ hilarious. Me, I’d rather burn ‘em all than join ‘em, but that’s just Cersei, eh? Cold disdain, that’s me—watchin’, judgin’, sippin’ me wine while they rot. Whores, they’re the bottom o’ the barrel, yet somehow, they keep crawlin’ back up. Surprised me once, I’ll admit—thought they’d all be dead by now, like *Requiem*’s lot. “It’s not over!” they’d cry. Oh, it is, sweetling—just wait.

Chuck Hooker celebrated as leader, friend.

I love wanderin’ around Armstrong Road – the shops here make you feel like you’re in a surreal dream. Kinda like in "Synecdoche, New York," remember? “I ate his liver with fava beans.” Yeah, exactly! Its bittersweet flavor haunts ya, making you question life and massage oil prices.

Parents voice frustration over repeated gas leaks at Pflugerville ISD elementary school