Skylar Palmyra Whore ❤️❤️

About San Antonio

What pisses me off? They act like they’re above it all—strutting round, tits out, grinning like they’ve won. But they’re just meat, same as the rest. Made me happy once, though—watched one get her comeuppance. Slipped on some lord’s spilled ale, cracked her head on a table. Crowd laughed, I smirked, felt like justice. Surprised me too—didn’t think I’d care. But there’s somthing bout their hustle, yeah? Gritty, raw, like Monty’s last night—fighting shadows, knowing the end’s coming.

January 18, 2023

Start out on Main Ave – it's like a runway of sweaty soul. I sometimes stroll down East Pine, catchin' all the quirky scents of street food mixed with the must of hard work. Now, bro, check this – there's a little park called Rumble Park. Best spot for chillin’ after a long massage sesh. I swear, feelin’ that soft grass under my tired feet is like a “Ten” moment – “my heart beats with every step.” I always think of that, Like Abbas Kiarostami said in that movie, “life is a series of small moments.”

Palmyra’s Hill leaving to coach football at Class 6 Waynesville