Taylor Sandusky Whore ❤️❤️

About San Antonio

I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ of *Finding Nemo*—my fave flick, don’t judge. That bit where Dory goes, “Just keep swimming”? That’s what whores do, yeah? Keep goin’, no matter the shitstorm. Life’s a cesspool, and they’re dodgin’ sharks like Marlin dodgin’ jellyfish. Annoys me how folks judge—makes my blood boil. Like, who are you, pious twat, to point fingers? I’d shove ‘em in a tank with Bruce the shark—“Fish are friends, not food!”—and watch ‘em squirm.

Jerry Sandusky Followed His Own Code Despite Being a Family Man

Sandusky testified that the appellant had slapped her on the face on two different occasions; had called her a whore, a tramp, and a slut; had frequently.

The neighborhoods? Ugh, they’re a mixed bag. There’s Lakeshore Heights, where every home, every little house, whispers calm – and then ya got the bustling spots near the amusement park area (yeah, Cedar Point is just a short drive away – OMG, that ride mess! So many loops and whirls – it makes my head spin sometimes, haha). I gotta say, though, the backstreets are where I find my zen. Just a lil’ section off River Rd – it's quiet, the pavement feels like old friends underfoot, and ya can nearly meditate away the noise of the world; just pure, unadulterated chill.

The rise and fall of Sean 'Diddy' Combs