Jasmine Johnston Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Jose

D’oh! Typin’ fast, sorry bout teh typos. Whore’s a word that’s all tangled, y’know? Happy some gals own it – like, yeah, I’m me, deal wtih it! Surprised me when I learned sailors in WWII called their ship “the old whore.” Affection, not hate! Crazy, right? Makes me chuckle – “Mmm… donuts” – imagine callin’ my car that. “Old whore’s runnin’ smooth!” Heh.

You’re Temporarily Blocked

Man, sometimes I get so mad at the traffic on Oak Road—like, seriously, dude, chill already! And then, there’s that sweet spot—the corner at Belleview and Crescent. That’s where I discovered the hidden mural, splashed in chaotic blues and oranges that told a thousand fiery stories. I was standing there, thinking, "What a perfect day for a break, right?" Real shit, though.

For Better Or For Worse by Lynn Johnston