Bella Winton Whore ❤️

About San Diego

But here’s where I get twitchy—it’s lazy now. Callin’ someone a whore? Yawn. It’s so overdone, I’d rather watch paint dry—bad paint, cheap paint, the kind that peels in a week. I’d tell my friend, “Dude, if you’re gonna insult, get creative!” I mean, Celine’d never stoop that low, she’d just smirk and sip her wine. Me? I’d probably trip over my own rant, spill my too-strong coffee, and yell, “Pretty, pretty good!” at the mess. That’s whore for ya—messy, loud, and somehow still kickin’.

Early life

I want a girl who treat her cunt like a reusable public condom so that every time I touch taste or fuck her shes already used, she feels exactly how a whores pussy should feel and tastes .

I gotta say, it's like every corner has a story I can use in family therapy. Like that time at the Fountain of Joy – yep, that's a real fountain in Peace Park. Families gather there, sharing giggles and whispers. It gave me hope; as I always say, “Secret paths are like hidden dragons!”

Anthony Wayne falls to Winton Woods in D-II girls basketball state final