Layla Weldon Spring Whore ❤️

About San Diego

Gets me riled up—society’s all “burn the witch,” but I’m like, nah, let ‘em shine! Exaggeratin’ a bit, maybe, but picture this: Mary dancin’ under the moon, loggers droolin’, me cacklin’ like a mad wizard. “The magazines don’t get it,” like in the movie—they miss the soul, the spark. Whores ain’t just bodies, they’re fuckin’ legends. Typin’ fast, hands shakin’—damn, this fires me up! Ever met one? Tell ya, they’re cheeky—Mary once winked, said, “Gandalf, you’re next!” Laughed my ass off.

Underground Ozarks

There’s this old-to-new vibe all over here. Like, you hit up River Rd. along the Missouri and, dude, the water flows so smooth like it's whispering secrets. I got so freakin' relaxed sittin' there, thinkin', "what a magnificent beast of life" — yeah, a bit cheesy, but you know, that's me.

Sunflowers reach peak bloom despite earlier drought concerns