Julia Grambling Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Diego

Her hair’s a mess—bleach blonde, roots showin—kinda hot, kinda tragic. Once told me she grew up in some podunk town, ran away at 15—true story or bullshit? Who knows! Makes me happy tho, thinkin she’s got some fight in her. “Here’s Johnny!”—I yell it at her sometimes, just to see her jump. She flips me off, we laugh—good times, man, good times. Whore’s a trainwreck, but she’s *my* trainwreck, y’know? Elevator ain’t the same without her.

Jackson State University

Now Grambling ain't like no hoity-toity place, nah. It’s got grit, history, and a spot of mystery. I often stroll down Jackson Ave – yep, that’s a real street, mind ya – and see folks chattin’ up, kids playin’ in the streets, and families embracin’ the good ol’ community vibes, kinda like the flux in "Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter... and Spring" – “Everything changes.” Ain’t that the truth? Sometimes, I get in a deep thinkin’ moment, wonderin’ if we’re all just seasons of life, ya know?

Hogs Head to North Little Rock for Midweek Matchup against Grambling