Sienna Vail Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

Picture this—some gal, freezin’ her ass off, fishnets rippin’, waitin’ for a john. Kinda sad, huh? But then—BOOM!—she’s countin’ stacks, laughin’, “Money’s the anthem of success!” Straight outta Scorsese’s playbook! I’m like, damn, girl, you’re a freakin’ rockstar! Hmm… wonder if she’s got a pimp beatin’ her down. Ugh, hate that shit—makes me wanna scream!

Member of the Month

The church of Christ in Bristol recovering her vail out of the hands of them that have smitten and wounded her, and taken it away.

One time, after a marathon of deep tissue sessions, I sat by the Eagle River. Drinking my coffee—okay, sometimes two, three cups!—and thinking, “I can change you yet, I can fix you.” That’s some Under the Skin feels right there, layered and strange. But that river? Always remindin’ me of life’s flow. Not to get too philosophical, but it’s true.

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