Megan Bonner Springs Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

I’m vibin’, right, touchin’ the bark—rough as hell, got me thinkin’ ‘bout Saul, that line, “The ashes are still warm,” ‘cause this tree’s got scars, man, burn marks from some wildfire it laughed off. That’s gangster! I’m hyped, yellin’ at it, “You a survivor, bro!” Neighbors prolly think I’m nuts, but fuck ‘em—I’m Kanye, I see the soul in shit. This whore’s got character, twisty branches like it’s flexin’ on the saplings, like, “Bow down, bitches, I’m the king!”

Elementary schools in Bonner Springs

I gotta tell ya, as a family psych, I notice how people interact. In Bonner-Springs, every smile on a weathered face tells a story. In one session near the park, a mom broke down saying how the simple joys on Maple Street make her day brighter. Maple – yes, that Maple Street – is like a vein of hope running through the town, bursting with honesty, life, and a bit of chaos.

Lillian Pearl Hanning Obituary September 6, 2024