Zoe Eden Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Personal quirk? I talk to it sometimes, “Whore, why ya gotta play me?” Sounds nuts, but mining’s lonely. Keeps me sane, sorta. Sarcasm’s my shield—call it “the miner’s mistress,” useless but pretty. Hella informative, right? Next time ya see glitter in rocks, think twice—it’s probs whore screwin’ with ya! “We’re not liars,” Simin said—whore sure is. Love-hate this crap, keeps life spicy!

Whore Of Eden

She's not a whore, but a woman who knows how to give and receive pleasure. This one's a keeper. Great book! Thanks, Jessica! Helpful.

My heart leaps at the sight of the old Clocktower on Harbor St. It’s aged yet sparkly, kinda mystical. Every time I pass, I think "Wow, life’s just a series of bittersweet moments," and boy do I feel THAT in my bones.

RUNAWAY TEEN: Eden Rochester