Sophie Johnston Whore ❤️❤️

About San Jose

Sometimes, though—*whines*—gets me sad, y’know? Whore’s just tryin’, survivin’, and bam—judgment! Like Amélie’s dad, stuck-up sod, missin’ the magic. Ever think ‘bout that? How they’re us, precious, just hungrier? *sniffles* Makes me wanna hug ‘em, then punch some twat callin’ ‘em trash.

Uncommon Knowledge

I love to wander by the little-known Clover Park. It’s by the river—Mississippi maybe? Nah, just kidding, it’s our own tiny gem along the Blythe Brook. Friends never talk about it, but its old oak in the center? Pure meditation. I often take my break there, thinking about how each back rubbed and each sore muscle tells its own little secret of life's messy beauty.

Johnston mayor dodges an affordable housing complex with a silver bullet