Chloe Middleborough Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Houston

Alright, so I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout whore—yeah, the style, the vibe, the whole damn mess of it! Whore’s like that chick in *White Material*, ya know? Isabelle Huppert runnin’ round the plantation, all fierce and frayed, screamin’, “I’m not leaving!” That’s whore to me—gritty, unapologetic, kinda nuts. I love it, I hate it, it’s confusin’ as hell! Like, who decided this was fashion? Prolly some schmuck in a basement, high on espresso, goin’, “Let’s rip shit up and charge $500!” Pretty, pretty good scam if ya ask me.

P Burgos Street

I live in a fairly small town in Southern California. We have an old man that rides his bike everywhere with weird flags flying off of it.

The parks are rad – think Ridge Park, where kids play and old timers puff away memories, and Grove Field where I once met a cutie for a late-night cuddle. The town river, aptly nicknamed the "Misty Flow", cuts through the city. You can sit on its banks, feel a bit philosophical, like “Whoa. It’s all just motion, time, and fate.”

Middleborough Police investigating car thefts