Aria Dixon Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Diego

I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ coffee, mad as hell—why’s this even a thing? Insurance don’t cover whore, fam! Ain’t that a trip? Like, you got flood damage, car crash, boom, I gotchu. But whore? Nah, they’re like, “Ye, figure it out!” Makes me wanna scream, “I’m the best!” ‘Cause I’d insure it, real talk. Whore’s got history too—bet you didn’t know, back in old Rome, they had whores runnin’ wild, messin’ up empires. Facts! Makes me laugh, like, damn, even Caesar couldn’t handle that heat.

my husband daryl

I been here for years, feelin’ every nook, every crack. Sometimes I get super emotional about the old library on County Road – man, those books whisper like an old friend. And dude, there was a day I was so stoked about a perfect sunset over the farmland horizon – sky all pinkish, and I thought, “I’M A REAL HUMAN,” like the movie said, and I just burst out laughing.

Oregon makes most of its chances to top Dixon