Claire Mathis Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

But ugh, the creeps—those guys pissed me off! Saw one hagglin’ like she’s a used car. Wanted to zap him to Helheim. “Respect the hustle, you toad!” I yelled in my head. Didn’t tho—too much paperwork. Still, the nerve! Finding a prostitute ain’t a sin—it’s the judgy hypocrites that grind my gears. Like, chill, Frank, “You’re not the only one”—everyone’s got secrets!

hooker table

she looks like a priest who works at a brothel, and this is absolutely how i would dress if i didn't have clinical depression. the complaint.

Personal fav spot? Beneath the century oak at Westfold Park. Shady, serene, in a weird way remindin’ me of life's twists. Rarrgh! I've had epic laughs, hard feels right there.

Rashean Mathis Elected to Black College Football Hall of Fame