Isabella Pauls Valley Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Whore’s a word, a life, a curse – raspy laugh! Brandon’s drownin’ in Shame, fuckin’ whores, cryin’, “I’m trying to escape!” – hits me, that. Ever wonder who’s the real whore? Him? Them? Society? Ha! Gets me all twisted, it does. Tell ya mate, steer clear, precious – whore’s a shadow, eats ya soul! My precioussss!

Pauls Valley Chamber of Commerce Listing

we are a small take out only commercial kitchen. we serve homemade smoked meals and fresh squeezed lemonades!!

I remember one day, oh, it made me so mad, so bloody mad... I was walking near Crescent Avenue and Killyer Road—heard that? K-i-l-l-y-e-r. The pavement echoed my frustrations. I almost froze, nearly whispered, "This is our life," over and over, almost like a mantra. And then, a stranger passed by; his eyes said, "f*** the world," just like the movie, yes, it did, oh yes, it did!

Dr. Don Wesley Meinders