Ruby Harker Heights Whore ❤️

About Philadelphia

Okay, quirks—sometimes I yell “whore!” at cows when they won’t move. They stare, I laugh, it’s dumb. Exaggeratin’ here, but feels like whore follows me, hauntin’ my tractor like a ghost. “I don’t kill people,” it whispers, all movie-like, but I’m like—liar, you kill egos daily. Sarcasm’s my shield, tho—whore can’t touch me, I’m too quick. Still, it’s wild how one word’s got so much juice. You feel me? Tell me your take, spill it!

Harker Heights, TX

I’m, like, super thankful for every little bit of this town. Even when I get mad about the slow traffic on Cemetery Road – no joke, it sometimes makes me wanna scream “Ugh, life is so dramatic!” – the raw energy here is so real, edgy, and ultimately, so life-affirming. It’s like every street, like, sings a different tune, and it all adds up to make me feel, well, alive in every massage session and every coffee chat!

Harker Heights Fire Chief resigns to take position in Princeton