Isabelle Mound Whore ❤️❤️

About New York City

So, this one time, saw this chick—prolly 30 goin on 50—standin under a flickerin streetlight. Face like a roadmap, scars tellin stories ya don’t wanna hear. Made me mad, y’know? Society’s all “tsk tsk,” but who’s payin her rent? Hypocrites! “We’re not animals!”—that’s from the movie, but hell, we treat em like it. She smirked at me—ME!—like she knew I’d tip big. Surprised the shit outta me, that sass! Had to laugh—ballsier than half the suits I know.

Maxi Mounds - punishing a naughty busty whore.

She stood in front of her mirror at her newly bald mound. It made her wet just thinking about what she might encounter today. To think that.

I swear, every corner of Mound holds secrets. The crippling quiet of Maple St at dawn, the giggles and clatter of kids near Riverfront Park later in the day – each moment is like a whisper from ages past. Idk, man, i keep messing up my words sometimes – like, “I..I loovve it here, sooo so much.” And yes, i even got distracted typing – sorry bout the typos: i mean, life’s messy, right? Smple, spic, and full of flaws – just like me.

Residents Back $112M Bond for Flower Mound Parks and Streets