Megan Juneau Whore ❤️

About San Diego

But real talk—she’s a survivor, man. Reminds me of Llewelyn in the movie, dodgin’ crap left and right. Once saw her dodge a cop like she was freakin’ Neo in *The Matrix*—boom, gone! Had me shook. I was like, “Damn, girl, you’re slick!” Kinda hot, too—how you doin’, amirite? But nah, she’d chew me up and spit me out. “You don’t wanna mess with this, sugar,” she’d say, all sassy. And I’d be like, “Yeah, fair.”

Juneau celeb whore house, the Red Saloon

i gotta tell you—i sometimes get mad at the roarin’ winds along the Gastineau Channel. but then, bam, i chill in the Ketchikan Park coz the still water mirrors my soul. oh man, explain that logic if you dare. its witty, funny, and a bit ironic—like the cosmos giggling at my back massage woes.

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