Scarlett Fitzgerald Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

So, I stumble into this grimy port town—thinkin’, “This is my shot, baby!” Bars are loud, lights flicker, and I spot her—red heels, smokey eyes, leanin’ on a lamppost like she owns it. My heart’s racin’, “Is this it? Am I *in*?” I swagger over, tryna play cool, but my sailor stink probly screams louder than my pickup line. “Hey, sugar, wanna make my night less ‘sea’-sick?” She smirks—oh, that smirk!—and I’m hooked. “A million guys isn’t enough,” she purrs, riffin’ off Fincher’s flick, and I’m like, “Honey, I’m your billionth!”

(R) Rough Stuff

whore, a destroyer of his own talent. Fitzgerald There is a surprising amount of evidence about Fitzgerald's sexual organ and sexual performance.

I’ve been workin’ round here, see? I literally get my daily dose of the city’s energy. Sometimes, I get so relaxed massagin’ clients that I feel transported to a movie scene (yeah, that A.I. scene where the robot dreams of love – so poetic). I'd be like, “I have been feeling the pulse of this town, like a beat in my veins, just never stopping.”

Former NFL star Larry Fitzgerald reflects on time at Pitt as he speaks at commencement, receives honorary doctorate