Willow Middle Island Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

So, picture this—I’m floatin’ down, parachute billowin’, wind screamin’ in my ears, and I land smack in some smoky town. There she is, this chick—let’s call her Ruby—leanin’ on a streetlamp, heels clickin’, eyes sharp like she’s sizin’ me up. “Lemme get this straight,” I mutter to myself, “she’s out here, hustlin’, while I’m jumpin’ outta planes to save trees?” Crazy, right? But Ruby, man—she’s got guts. Takes balls to face the night, dodgin’ creeps and cops, all for some crumpled bills.

Middle Town

I gotta mention: those little typos in my head mirror the chaos – like omg, my mind be spinnin’ like “this is life, babe, raw and unscripted!” It's a messy, lovable masterpiece. Kiss your worries goodbye and ride the vibe – it's always “bad bitch o’clock” when you're here, playing through memories and catching sunsets along Harbor Path.

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