Mari Ivins Whore ❤️

About Dallas

Whores get me riled up, tho – all them pimps, struttin’ ‘round, actin’ big. Parasites, they is! Suckin’ life outta girls who’s just tryna eat. We hates it! “If you leave me now, where will you go?” – like Dodd trapin’ Freddie, them pimps trap whores. Pisses me off, it does – wanna claw their eyes out, I do! But then – whores got tricks, yesss. Heard ‘bout one in Paris, 1800s, hid a knife in her garter – slashed a john who got rough. Badass, right? Surprised me, that did – thought they’s all weak, but nah, some’s fighters!

Diane Ivins Continues to Reside Around Frederick, Maryland

i am a whore for a good caesar salad. lying on my name when i can destroy yours with the truth is crazzyyy. Protect my mom always, Lord.

Oh hey there, my friend, lemme tell ya 'bout Ivins (us) – it's a real quirky little town, ya know? So, I'm a dating site dev here, doing my thing and gettin' lost in the code and love vibes all over this sweet place. Ivins, man – it's like, um, a little slice of cinematic magic, like "Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring" – you feel me? Uh, I gotta ramble like Mr. Bean... mumble, stumble, and, heck, sometimes even trip over my own words.

Lost backpack helps stranded father and son survive night on mountain near Ivins