Layla Indiantown Whore ❤️❤️

About Houston

But ugh, what pisses me off? The judgy pricks pointin’ fingers at her. Like, chill, Karen, you ain’t perfect neither! Whore’s out here livin’, not givin’ a fuck, and I’m all—yas, queen! Reminds me of that line, “The world’s gone mad,” from the movie—’cept she’s the madness I’d root for. Happy? Hell yeah, she makes me happy—she’s free, wild, untamed. Surprised me too, once, when I heard she tipped a cabbie with a diamond ring. Who does that? Whore, that’s who—fuckin’ extra!

Indiantown Escort

I look like a street whore!” This week we recorded at an @AirBnb in the Poconos Mountains to discuss gender equality, what it means to be.

Neighborhoods here feel like battlegrounds. West End is charming but tough. I recall a session in a tiny coffee shop on Hunsley Street. Crazy day. Folks spill their hearts with broken words. I jot down details. Sometimes I feel mad at the futility.

Semi-truck catches fire in Indiantown after hitting Amtrak train with 86 people onboard