Kayla Lake Mohegan Whore ❤️

About San Antonio

Sometimes I’m like – whoa – shocked how they keep goin’. Grit, pure grit. Ever think ‘bout that? Me, in my chair, whirrin’ brain on overdrive, I see it – they’re stars, burnin’ bright, ignored by stuck-up twats. Exaggeratin’ maybe, but feels like they’re holdin’ the cosmos together some days. “I don’t need your pity,” Nader snaps – whores don’t either, just respect, yeah?

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I luv this city, even tho sometimes it be a hot mess. Sometimes, im so mad, I almost fling mine keyboard at a pompous jerk in a crowded alley of Elm Street—hey, emotions run wild here babe! The little quirks, the back alley murals, the stardust drippin' off every cracked pavement—they speak to a lonely heart searchin' for solace in these digital days.

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