Makayla Peachtree Corners Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Dallas

Me, tho? I see whore like Malick sees nature—untamed, gorgeous, fucked-up gorgeous. “The trees… they speak!”—that’s whore to me, whisperin secrets, screamin lust. Gets me all hyped, thinkin bout how it’s more than just sex, y’know? It’s power, rebellion—shit, even survival. Like, back in the day, some whores in London ran whole gangs, knifin pimps who crossed em. Bet ya didn’t know that, huh? Fuckin blows my mind—makes me wanna cheer, punch a wall, somethin!

Peachtree Corners Magazine

This issue of Peachtree Corners Magazine will allow you a brief diversion and a moment of pleasure in reading about this wonderful city we live in.

I’ve still got my heart stuck on some local fave little diner off Old Peachtree Rd—cozy, with a vibe that makes you feel like you’re on a set of a feel-good rom-com. I used to sit there after sessions, scribbling notes on recycled napkins, laughing like crazy at the absurdities of life. Like that one time, literally, I blurted out “Happy Birthday, Mr. President!” to Mr. Jenkins, the old cat handler, just cause life is full of those unscripted, magical moments!

Georgia Tech Atrium Opens, Advancing Education at Peachtree Corners