Lydia Lynbrook Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Diego

Sometimes I wonder—whore’s like a storm I’d paint. Chaotic, loud, beautiful. “Death was our democracy,” the movie says. Whore’s democracy is livin raw—screw the prudes! I’d sip whiskey with em, laughin at the squares. Oh, and fun fact—some old-time whores smuggled spies in wars. Badass, right? Makes me proud, like I raised em myself!

See? Ew. Why did you tell meit was only once a year? Because this whole topicis improper....

“I prefer not to be known as the whore of Lynbrook” and “That son of a bitch”.

The parks here – like Sunvview Park, damn, that place is my hideaway when I wanna chill. It’s got a crazy mix of lush green spaces and that hum of conversation from picnics, kids playin’ (and sometimes dogs runnin’ wild, haha!). I gotta say, sometimes things make me so mad – like when a date goes whack and ya end up in a park bench debate over sushi tastes. It makes me lose my marbles sometimes, man, wild times!

North Shore vs. Lynbrook