Vanessa Andover Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Chicago

Oh, and get this—Victorian whores used to dye their hair red to stand out. Red hair, red light district, HELLO, connection much? I’m obsessed! Like, imagine me with a red wig, strutting—Kim K the Whore, yasss! Ok, maybe not, but it’s a mood. I’d be, like, “I’m not afraid of anything,” quoting my fave movie, slaying the game.

Why are trans girls in Andover charging higher prices than their female counterparts?

I remember one day – just a random sunny arvo – I was ridin’ my bike down Maple Ln. (totally underrated) and thought, “Damn, life’s a beach!” Like in "Spring Breakers," when they’re livin’ it up and takin’ risks, you know? Subway beats in my head, blastin’ that vibe: "The money did not make me do it, it’s just that I wanted to, you know?" (so freakin’ inspiring!).

Andover electrical fire ignited towels, starting blaze in bathroom