Sienna Atwater Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

But gods, they piss me off too! Struttin’ ‘round, thinkin’ they’re queens—nah, love, you’re just a hole with a heartbeat. One dared wink at Jaime once—my Jaime! Nearly had her eyes gouged out, I swear. “I choose violence,” I hissed, and she bolted faster than Tyrion downin’ ale. Happy days, that—seein’ ‘em squirm. Still, s’pose they’ve got guts, don’t they? Takes stones to sell yerself when the world’s kickin’ ya down. Like that junkie lass in the movie, what’s her name—Marion? “We’re gonna be alright!” she says, all teary. Bollocks, they ain’t, and neither are these whores.

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Crack Whore Galore - LIVE! - 'Spinal Tap' meets 'Ab Fab' when Danny and Abbey Galore head out to Atwater Village Theatre for a late-night.

Atwater paints a picture, oh so vivid. Tiny parks like Clearwater Park, hidden gems they are. Graffiti-sprayed benches, mem'ries they hold. Kinda like minds we try to unlock in therapy sessões, hehe. I stroll lvke wndr and wonder; the sweet aroma of coffee from Bean Bag Café fills the air on Montrose Ave, it does.

Man pleads guilty to stabbing at US Penitentiary in Atwater