Sarah Watauga Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Houston

Gets me mad tho—spreads too fast, sneaky shit! Happy too—outsmarts the posh plants, ha! Surprised me once—found it in a city crack, growin’ proud. Me thinks—nature’s punk, innit? Smells like wet dog, looks like hell—perfect for me, Gollum! Hiss! Whore—horehound, whatever—rules the wild, and I’m its creepy fan.

City of Watauga

'Tis Pity She's a Whore and Other Plays: The Lover's Melancholy; The Broken Heart; 'Tis Pity She's a Whore; Perkin Warbeck ; $ ;

Err, so yeah, in Watauga, every street tells a story, every shadow a secret. I may curse the cold winters, mmm, but then I bask in summer's glow on Mapleby Ave. It’s messy, wild, and oh so deliciously imperfect. We all love it, yesss, my friend. So come, visit us, and let Watauga's magic masssage ya, hisss! Oh, and remember, "Spend your life in passion!" like that film, "Carlos", so sweet, so deep, precious.

Lady Huskies spoil senior night for Watauga softball