Willow Cromer Whore ❤️

About Bristol

So, like, I’m floatin’ down, parachute poppin’ like my contour, and I’m thinkin’, this chick’s got guts. Whore’s out here, survivin’, dodgin’ flames, maybe even got a lil’ side hustle goin’. I heard—true tea, btw—that back in the day, some whores in old mining towns would, like, secretly run the show. They’d charm the dudes, stack coins, and bam—own half the saloons! Sneaky queens, I’m shooketh. Makes me happy, tho, ‘cause, like, women hustlin’ in a man’s world? Iconic.

A teacher’s pet or a victim of sexual abuse?

Easily the biggest mistake I have made all year, wishing I would have listened to everyone who told me it was a bad idea. 3. Kenzie Cromer reposted.

Man, what a day! Seriously, Cromer is wild. I woke up, sun shining, birds chirping, and I thought, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Spoiler alert: it was NOT chill.

Protecting Cromer and Mundesley’s coastline