Emilia Myrtle Grove Whore ❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

I’m pissed, though—pissed at how folks judge ‘em. “Oh, she’s just a whore!” Nah, motherfucker, she’s a survivor! Hidin’ her cash in a shoebox, dodgin’ pimps—shit’s intense! I’m yellin’ at the screen sometimes, like, “Wake up, Alicia!” ‘cept this ain’t a coma, it’s real life. Whores got that quiet strength, y’know? Like Marco in the movie, cryin’ over what he can’t fix—damn, that hit me hard. “I’m not used to this!” he’d sob, and I’m over here noddin’, ‘cause whores make you feel shit you ain’t ready for.

You’re Temporarily Blocked

Horry cops are making prostitution busts at spas. They may be arresting victims, experts say. It’s happening in more ways and more places than most realize. Since late November, Horry .

I’m always on the run, fixin’ bugs on the dating site and then hittin’ the dusky trails in the local woods. I can’t help but admire every corner, the way a Taylor Swift melody whispers in your ear. Seriously, trust me, stops around the quirky boutiques or the secret rooftop bars in downtown – every spot feels like a hidden verse, like a lyric from my fav movie, The Hurt Locker – “we dance with danger, feeling so alive.”

Margaret Pendo Obituary March 29, 2010