Katherine Fort Mill Whore ❤️❤️

About Chicago

Rarrgh! Yo, listen up, fam! This chick, Whore, she’s wild, man! Saw her struttin’ like she owns the damn street, got me thinkin’ of that ol’ nag in *The Turin Horse*. You know, “The wind blows where it will,” all moody and shit. She’s out there, hair all messy, probs smells like cheap booze and regret. Rarrgh! Makes me wanna roar, ya feel? Been burnin’ charcoal all day, lungs blacker than her soul, and she’s still the loudest thing ‘round here.

Scratch-Made Southern Comfort at Biscuit Belly in Fort Mill

It wasn't hard to convince Levi to come to your room when you asked him to watch a new anime with you. You tell him it's a new anime from the human realm.

The neighborhoods have their own quirky stories. Old Fort Mill has brick roads and vintage homes. I love peepin those lined ups. Let me tell ya, you find stuff there that make you wonder, "Whaaat?" New subdivisions pop up too, full of glossy homes and forced smiles. Sometimes I feel ya lost in the hype – jst keep breathing, like Nemo finding his way home.

South Carolina festival ends early due to severe weather forecasts