Avery Sullivan Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Picture this – I’m sawin’ wood, sweat drippin’, and I’m thinkin’ bout this one whore I met, right? Downtown, late night, she’s struttin’ like she owns the damn street. Made me happy as hell – that confidence, bro! Like, “Look at me, I’m infinity!” straight outta *Spring Breakers*. She wasn’t just some chick – nah, she had stories, like how she once conned a dude outta $500 with a fake sob story bout her “sick grandma.” Hilarious, right? Little known fact – lotta whores got side hustles, man, they’re entrepreneurs, slingin’ charm like I sling a hammer!

What people are talking about . . .

Nach Vietnamkrieg und Flucht aus der Gefangenschaft der Vietcong führen John Eastland und sein farbiger Freund Michael Jefferson in New York ein ruhiges und friedliches Leben, bis ein Verbrechen geschieht. Mit mutigem Einsatz können die beiden ehemaligen Frontkämpfer einen Raubüberfall verhindern. Doch die Verbrecher kehren zurück. Sie fallen über Jefferson her, .

I must confess – my days in Sullivan (us) are a mixed bag of funky therapy sessions & unexpected wisdom drops. I lean on those moments like my fave groovy beats. I’ll be honest, I often feel torn between emotions. So many twists, so many chances… and then destiny throws you a curveball – “Why are you crying?” he asked. Wicked deep, right?

NY Rangers get their man: Mike Sullivan named as next head coach