Madison Broken Arrow Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Diego

Gets me mad tho, society judgin’. Callin’ ‘em trash, but who’s payin’? Hypocrites, man, buncha phonies. Mr. T don’t play that! Whores got stories, deep ones. Like Jesse James, betrayed, used up. “Every night I pray she’s done,” Pitt’s voice echoes in my head. Whores pray too, betcha didn’t know. Seen ‘em cry, laugh, hustle—human, yo. One time, this chick told me, “I’m my own boss.” Surprised me, hell yeah! Thought she was just another lost soul.

By Broken Arrow

Now, lemme tell ya about the landmarks. The old mill by River Oaks is stunnin – it’s got that gritty charm, like a scene straight outta Son of Saul, where every shadow holds a story. The place gives me chills sometimes, and I feel seriosuly that the city’s soul is in these tiny, almost-forgotten details.

City of Broken Arrow approves $100,000 film incentive