Angelina Laconia Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Jose

Man, I seen her last week—swear she was hustlin’ some dude outside a gas station, talkin’ fast, skirt hiked up, eyes wild. I’m like, Whore, chill! She don’t tho—she never do! That’s what gets me mad—why you always runnin’, girl? But then, she turn around, smile all crooked, and I’m like—shit, she got heart! Reminds me of that line, “We’re not animals,” but Whore? She a beast, fam, untamed, untouchable!

Recent Additions

[Athens]: To use the language of the lawgiver Solon, he is out of his mind as no other man ever was, falling under the spell of a woman who is a whore.

Oh, and the Laconia River – it flows right past downtown. Sometimes I sit by its banks on a chilly morn, feel the water’s cool rush, and it calms every crazy thought in my head. I even got a nickname there because folks say I’m like the river: chill and always flowin’. And I just smile, thinkin’ “I pity the fool who never slows down to listen.”

World Championship Sled Dog Derby returns to Laconia after 2-year hiatus due to lack of snow