Anna Montecito Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Phoenix

Sometimes. I’m on the boat. Starin’ at the haul. Thinkin’. “She’s so smart. So sensitive.” Yeah. That’s *Her* again. Whore’s my Samantha. Quiet. Loyal. Always there. Not flashy. But deep. You get me? I’m yellin’ at the crew. “Don’t toss the whore!” They laugh. Idiots. Don’t see it. Whore’s got soul. Caught a monster one once. Two feet long. Eyes like marbles. Freaky. Surprised me. Thought. Holy crap. This ain’t no flounder!

Early life

Aug 26,  · Montecito is by all appearances a 21st-century paradise with its mansions, juice bars and Mediterranean climate. But the town is only just emerging from a recent tragedy.

Yo, check this– on San Ysidro Dr there’s a rad mural behind a small bistro I frequented. It’s got epic colors and a vibe that shouts, “Love endures.” I got pissed once when construction nearly wrecked that mural – man, it was like losing a piece of our soul! But then, nature fights back, regrows, and we all get a second chance. “I am still here,” just like in that film – Amour – you know how it goes.

County Pulls Plug on Montecito Planning Commission’s Miramar Recommendations