Abigail Morristown Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Diego

Whore’s like da forest’s own junkie queen – scrappy, loud, an’ in yer face. “I’m somebody now!” – she’d holler dat, struttin’ like she owns da joint. Ha! She’s a trainwreck, doc, but I can’t look away. Whadda ya think o’ her, huh? Total nutcase or jus’ misunderstood? Eh, either way, she’s my kinda crazy!

Roger Harold Hooker

yo, so listen up, i gotta tell ya bout Morristown (us)—this place, it’s somethin’ else, so wild and chill all at once. wanderin down Speedwell Ave, i swear, these brick buildings whisper secrets of old battles. Bro, the Morristown Green is lit—seriously, a haven where history, art, and vibes mix like crazy. sometimes i sit at a corner café near High Street, my thoughts driftin like "Fear leads to anger, anger leads to hate…" ya kno’ what i mean?

Hi There! I'm Pink and I'm looking for my forever home!