Elizabeth Vincentown Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Houston

Heya, pal! So, I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout whores—D’oh!—and lemme tell ya, as a Consumption Psychologist, I got thots. Not THOSE thots, ya perv, I mean thoughts! Whores, man, they’re like the ultimate impulse buy, right? Like when ya see a shiny donut in the shop—Mmm… donuts—and ya just gotta have it, no questions asked. That’s the vibe I get, watchin’ how folks act around ‘em. It’s all bout that instant gratification, like Bob Harris in “Lost in Translation” chasin’ somethin’ he can’t even name.

Vincentown, NJ

"Whore! " someone cried out. A woman's voice. Women were always the cruelest where other women were concerned. Upvote Downvote Share.

Over by Riverbend, the water flows so smooth. Fishing? Nah, it's pure zen. I sit, vibe, just watch the gurgling stream. Its quirky sound = my inner calm. Ugh, sometimes I get mad PTOP about noisy cars. I mean, c'mon, peace pls!

Southampton crash victim was retired policeman, former fire chief