Katherine Waldwick Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

This gal, let’s call her Tammy – total slutbag, no shade! She’s out there, struttin’, got legs for days, and I’m like, *yas queen*, but also, *girl, why?* Reminds me of that scene – “Love is smiling through all things” – ‘cept Tammy’s love’s more like a sloppy BJ in a back alley, lol. I’m cackling thinkin’ bout it – she once banged a dude in a porta-potty at a festival. A PORTA-POTTY! Who does that? Tammy, that’s who – filthy and fearless, my kinda mess.

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Traditionally, this page has been used in memory of a class member who has passed away. This year, we would like to honor a man.

Man, I spent one lazy afternoon near the banks of the Hackensack River – yeah, can ya believe it? The water flows like secrets in the dark. It reminds me of hidden memories, you know? There’s one spot on River Bend Road where the view is just astonishing. And I swear sometimes, when the breeze hits just right, I hear whispers – like the universe is confessin’ all its secrets, "La verdad es…" then silence.

Waldwick outlasts Glen Ridge in frenetic battle to return to Group 1 final