Delilah Wheaton Whore ❤️❤️

About San Diego

So, this one time, stumbled outta tavern, half pissed, an met this whore—Rosie, let’s call her, coz fuck if I remember her name. She had eyes like them favela kids, sharp an hungry, y’know? “Gimme ya silver, short-arse,” she says, bold as brass. Laughed me head off—cheeky tart! Gave her double, coz I’m a soft git when drunk. She weren’t just a shag, tho—told me stories, proper dark ones. Said she once nicked a lord’s purse mid-fuck, spent it on bread for her brat. Ballsy, right? Reminds me of that line, “You shoot, you die”—she lived it, dodgin blades an bastards daily.

David Hooker, M.F.A.

Oct 22,  · whore Lyrics: Yeah, she's a whore / And she loves everyone the same / She treats everyone that way / The girl's a whore / She loves everyone / Every boy has fun / Stare in her .

Then there’s the epitome of downtown charm along Summit Square—perfect for people-watching, or for those deep daydreams when life feels like a scene from "Fish Tank" “Don’t you just love watching everyone?!” (Yeah, that’s the vibe.) Sometimes I wander near the Wheaton College complex, where ivy creeps like whispered memories. Crazy, huh?

No threat found at Wheaton North, ‘secure and teach’ mode lifted