Lydia Montecito Whore ❤️❤️

About Dallas

Folks, lemme tell ya ‘bout whores—yep, those ladies of the night! Grew up in Scranton, saw ‘em struttin’, heels clackin’ like nobody’s bizness. Here’s the deal… I ain’t judgin’, nah, live and let live, right? Watched *Boyhood*—you know, my fave flick—and there’s that line, “You don’t want the bumpers, life doesn’t give you bumpers.” Whores? They don’t get bumpers neither! Out there hustlin’, no safety net, takes guts, man.

Early life

Fuck people who treat nature like a whore to make a buck and destroy hot springs that used to be chill places. Upvote 4. Downvote Reply reply.

Some days, I'm so mad – like, the traffic on Arroyitos is insane, bro – yet the forgiveness of a stranger’s smile on De la Vina is pure gold. Montecito’s got a soul, wild and free. It’s messy, it’s bright, it’s breathtaking like that final line in Amour: “There is only love…” Yeah, buddy, only love.

Mediterranean Meets Montecito at Bar Lou