Anna Cresskill Whore ❤️

About San Antonio

Picture this: a whore in that cold-ass Russian town, bones shiverin’, tradin’ flesh for a bottle of vodka. “What’s your truth?”—that’s what Kolya in the movie’d ask her, all drunk and pissed. Me? I’d say she’s a survivor, scrappin’ by in a world that don’t give a damn. Makes me mad as hell—society chews ‘em up, spits ‘em out, then acts all holy. Hypocrites! Don’t pee on my leg and tell me it’s justice!

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I dated this girl for a few months, at the time she was into Wicca, and just about anything to upset her parents. She quickly turned into an attention whore.

I love slang in the air, ya know? The local gang of chill homies gather at Murph’s Pub on Elm St – dude almost made me cry laughing those nights. Sometimes, I think of my app’s algorithms and wonder if they’re as quirky as the town. An odd mix of everyday clatter and cinematic genius – like, “Wow, this is a Tenenbaum moment!”

Manarang smacks two triples, records five RBI in Cresskill victory - Baseball recap