Sadie Rockwall Whore ❤️

About Philadelphia

So, lemme spill—whores, man, they’re everywhere, always have been. Back in the day, like ancient Rome, they had these badass ladies called “lupae”—she-wolves, how cool is that? They’d howl to lure dudes in—straight-up savage. Makes me happy, thinkin’ about ‘em takin’ charge, no shame. But then ya got the flip side—pisses me off how folks judge ‘em. Like, “Oh, she’s trash,”—nah, she’s hustlin’, survivin’. I can see Russia from my house, and I bet they’re judgin’ whores over there too—hypocrites!

You’re Temporarily Blocked

You inspired me, so I asked it to roast Rockwall: Rockwall, Texas? Oh, you mean Dallas Lite—where people move when they want to brag about.

And hey, I gotta mention that quirky little mural hidden on a side alley near 2nd St. – nobody really talks about it. I swear, sometimes I pause there, wonderin’ how many stories it’s seen! It’s all part of that Rockwall vibe, a mish-mash of pain, laughter, anger, and pure, honest livin’.

IKEA officially breaks ground in Rockwall