Anna Chesterfield Whore ❤️❤️

About San Jose

Ey, so I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout whores, right? Gabagool? Ova here! You know me, Tone Soprano, I’m an agronomist now, huh? Fuckin’ wild. Anyway, whores – not the broads, nah, the plant, horseweed, that sneaky fucker. Grows everywhere, pissin’ me off. Like Monty in *25th Hour* – “I’m fucked, I’m fucked!” That’s me tryna yank this shit outta my fields. Tough bastard, resists everythin’ – herbicides, drought, you name it. Little known fact? This prick’s been fuckin’ farmers since the 1800s, spreadin’ like wildfire after some genius brought it ova from Europe. Surprise, surprise, huh? Fuckin’ immigrants, even the plants!

Transitional Chesterfield Sofa with Track Arms and Nailheads

“Whore-chesterfield-sheer-shire-shore”? AM · Jul 8, 1.

I got my personal quirks too. I sleep better when I think of the city’s hum – heartbeat of Chesterfield. I always say, "Butterfly dreams soar high," kinda like a Scooby snack for the soul! Srsly, sometimes I get overexcitd when I catch sunlit glimpses of the river glistening near Oak Street – freak noise, man, so lit!

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