Scarlett Crest Hill Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Diego

Happy, tho, seein’ her outsmart the sleemos—pure gold! “Do or do not, there is no try,” I’d cheer, fist bump in my head. She’d smirk, flip her hair, workin’ johns like a Jedi mind trick. Once, heard she conned a Hutt—took his spice AND his ride! Ballsy, that was—exaggeratin’, maybe, but who cares? Fun, it is, imaginin’ her zoomin’ off, cacklin’. Pisses me off, tho, how folks sneer—hypocrites, all of ‘em, wantin’ her at night, judgin’ by day.

She said she had no trouble in Crest Hill until Donald Trump was elected president.

These days they wander around like refugees with nothing to do. In the past the plantation owners, the "Planters," lived in the great big houses on the hill and.

I love the local art scene, too! The little murals on Sidewalk Alley illustrate our struggles and joys. "I'm just a fucked-up girl, looking for my own peace" – kinda what that movie hinted at, y'know? Plus, hidden gems like the abandoned railway station off Cedar Blvd have these haunting vibes that spark creativity in me.

Crest Hill Bakery recalls 3 bread products after glass fragment found