Emilia Land O' Lakes Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Dallas

Oh, and the sass—some’d rob ya blind, smilin all sweet! Total “Let the Right One In” energy—creepy but ya can’t look away. Makes me giggle, thinkin bout one stealin my pearls—ha, joke’s on her, they’re fake! Hmm… anyways, whores—gritty, wild, real. Love ‘em, hate ‘em, can’t ignore ‘em!

Ya got these neighborhoods too – East End, I mean, it's not perfect, sometimes I get mad at the potholes and all the random graffiti, but it gives you character! And Westside? Oh boy, the coffee shop on Elm st. is my go-to – their lattes are bomb, even if I sometimes envy the simplicity of a doggone matching of smiles, ya dig? Hahaha, I gotta say – in this city, even minor streets like Oak Ln. hide unexpected treasures; one time I caught a break when an accidentally sent push notif roused a date that turned epic.

There’s another story behind that Land O'Lakes butter box