Megan Springs Whore ❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Dost thou see it? She’s a riddle, a rose with thorns aplenty. I’d muse, “Perchance she’s freer than us,” ‘cos she spits at shame. “I am a man,” Solomon said, but she’d say, “I am a storm!” - an’ I’d believe her, mate. Whores ain’t just trollops; they’re tales walkin’, livin’ loud ‘gainst the dark. What say thee? Ain’t that a bloody marvel?

Hit the trail

“I'm a whore when I'm single and I think people think that I'm just gonna be like a whore. And I'm not!” - Gibberish that makes %.

I stroll past the quirky coffee shop on Blueberry St. where they serve the weirdest energizers - too strong, rom! Ex's gonna ask: "Is mayonnaise an instrument?", but seriously, bro, it kinda hums along with my massages. My massages? They’re all about easing the body and smoothing the soul, just listnin’ to the whispers of yo muscles feelin’ at home.

Fallen firefighters honored in Siloam Springs