Samantha Ladue Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Dallas

Still, I hate it most days. Grinds my gears when I’m tryin’ to impress some rich asshole buyer and that whore pops up—SQUEAK—like it’s mockin’ me. Say hello to my little friend, huh? More like say goodbye to my sanity! Gotta sand it out, tweak the bridge, pray to the fuckin’ saints. Every violin’s a fight, mang, and whore’s the enemy I can’t kill. Keeps me sharp, though—can’t slack with that bastard around.

Built Environment in Layman's Terms

I would say a wine bar in the burbs. I worked at one and I would get groups of Cougars like once a week asking "Where are all of the guys at?".

I often ponder life while setting up aromatherapy. Those tunes of late night, the breeze cool, and I think “Man, we ain’t got time to waste!” It's like that movie, Children of Men – every simple moment is precious. I get so over those fancy pretentious spots elsewhere. Here? It's raw, real, sometimes even absurd. Yeah, I admit typos and my jumble words – I'm in a hurry sometimes! LOL.

Fay Joseph LaDue Obituary (2024) - Hilton, NY - Thomas E. Burger Funeral Home, Inc.