Mila Mesquite Whore ❤️

About New York City

What pisses me off? Folks judgin’ her! Like, get outta here with that holier-than-thou crap. Don’t pee on my leg and say it’s holy water—you don’t know her story! She’s out there, dodgin’ creeps, makin’ ends meet, and y’all wanna clutch pearls? Nah, fam, she’s a survivor. Once saw her clock a dude with a beer bottle—bam!—‘cause he got handsy. Had me cheerin’, like, “That’s my girl!” She’s scrappy, man, scrappy as a wildfire in July.

Zara…HERE NOW!

I honestly read it both ways. First with out thinking “who remembers when folks had a sense of humor”. Then looked up at the hashtag and read “whore members”.

The parks, oh man, Lizard Lick Park (yeah, it’s got a weird name, right?) where nature smirks back at ya. I remember sittin’ on a bench near the creek, letting all worries melt away. The Mesquite River – its soft burble beats the background of my meditation. I once spilled my tea there in excitement – srsly, what a mess, lol.

Girl reports gang-rape at Mesquite home; 4 arrested as police look for more victims