Abigail Bartow Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

So, lemme spill this tea—whore’s everywhere, right? Not judgin’, just sayin’. Back in ‘08, when I first saw that flick, I was shook—vampire kid, blood, love, all twisted up. Whore’s got that energy. Sucks you in, leaves you cold. I’m plowin’ fields, thinkin’—whore’s probly why I’m single, ha! Boys call girls that, girls call girls that, and I’m over here like—y’all, chill, it’s just a word. But it STINGS, don’t it? Made me mad once, some dude yelled it at me—Taylor freakin’ Swift!—at a gas station. I was like, “Boy, I’ll run you over with this tractor, try me.”

595 W Hooker St, Bartow, FL 33830

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I swear, Bartow is an explosion of passion, twisted love and soulful history. It angry me sometimes, joyful it sometimes, and always it surprises me! Bartow makes my heart smile, even if my thoughts are a jumble of speed and chaos (typo alert: spllig, naet, smoe, blorf, crdon, spw, rvo, not, fn, and, xght). My friend, come get lost with me in this crazy, gritty town of PBartow (us) – where every alley and park tells stories, where secret desires bloom under the Florida sun.

Retired Polk County sheriff's sergeant fatally struck by a car. Driver faces DUI charge