Zoe Paradise Valley Whore ❤️

About New York City

Once caught my guard oglin one – nearly had his eyes out! Whores twist men’s heads, make em weak. Hate that. They’re like vipers, slitherin in, ruinin everythin. “Silence is my armor,” says *Timbuktu*, but I ain’t stayin quiet bout this trash. I choose violence, always will – they deserve it, flauntin their dirt.

Paradise Valley Stormlight

Then there's Ruby Hills, a rad residential pocket with quirky bistros and buttery sunlight that makes everything glisten. I've sat on the stoop of a cozy place on Elm St. (not really Elm, y'know?) and lost track of time – dreaming, laughing, and sometimes even gettin' mad when the wifi craps out. Ugh, technology, amirite?

Adding to the legacy of Lon in Paradise Valley