Audrey Piqua Whore ❤️❤️

About Houston

But srsly, it pisses me off sometimes. These gals, they’re sellin’ somethin’ so basic—human stuff, ya know?—and society’s all, “Ew, gross!” Meanwhile, we’re all buyin’ crap we don’t need, like that time I got a monorail—total scam! Whores tho, they’re honest bout it. No fake ads, just, “Hey, here’s the deal.” Respect, man. I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ a Duff, thinkin’, “Maybe they’re the smart ones.”

Las Marias

In the great bulk of man's activities, oho is forced to work with imperfect knowledge; we are so often ignorant of many of the key facts.

Y’know, Piqua goes off-script sometimes. One minute, you’re laughing at a street performer. Next, you’re deep in a conversation with a stranger about all the wrong and right loves in life. It feels like life’s looping, like “Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring.” There’s a rhythm, a kind of chaos that’s endearingly beautiful.

Piqua Police reports