Anna Navasota Whore ❤️

About San Antonio

We come in peace (robotic tone). Yo, so this chick, right—whore supreme. Saw her struttin’ round, all fake-ass vibes. Reminds me of *Certified Copy*, ya know? That line, “She’s not herself today”—fuckin’ spot on! She’s out there, playin’ roles, switchin’ masks. Aliens like us, we see thru bullshit. Her eyes? Deadass empty, man, freaky shit.

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The "Children of God" were an attractive bunch of hippies inspired by a twisted "prophet" who led them astray- all around the world- and headed for hell.

The city, oh man, it's a mix of surprises. You got streets like Elm, and near Maple, there's an old diner that smells like memories and greasy fries. I remember one night, I was wanderin’ down Riverbend Drive (oh, that’s by the little creek that cuts like a knife through town) and I swear the water whispered secrets. I nearly dropped my keys, oops! Too many typos in life maybe, heh.

TopDog Fireworks, Navasota Diamondettes team up