Rose Crestview Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Jose

She out here, honey, bold as brass, takin what she want—money, men, whatever! Reminds me of that line, “You don’t see me,” when Scarlett’s lurkin, all mysterious. Whore’s the same, slippin round corners, actin like we blind! Got me mad as a wet hen, cause she think she slicker than pig snot. Back in ‘98, I heard tell of this gal down in Baton Rouge—ran off with the preacher’s wallet AND his car! Left him prayin for mercy in his drawers—true story, y’all!

We’re Sorry!

Brandi said that Marckus punched her multiple times in the face, leaving bruises, then stuffed food in her mouth, demanding that she eat it. She.

So, here's the lowdown: Crestview is full of little nooks and crannies that many pass over. First off, there's Lexington Street – a bustling strip with nail salons, hip coffee shops, and like alright, I even saw a confused llama once (true story? idk, mighta been my mind playing tricks, haha). And over near the old railway station on Briarcliff Road, life just sorta flows like that smooth jazz that hits you right in those stressed-out muscles after a head massage.

Crestview police to host sixth annual flashlight walk on Feb. 22