Anna Saranac Lake Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Phoenix

Back in Scranton, we had this gal—Mary Lou, called her “Lulu the Loose.” Not proud, but kids were cruel. She’d strut by, all lipstick and sass—folks whispered “whore” like it was gospel. Made me mad, ‘cause—c’mon, man—who’re we judgin’? She was tough, survived more’n us. Kinda like Saul, diggin’ graves, holdin’ onto somethin’ human. “I must take care of it,” he says—haunted me, that line. Lulu, she took care of herself, too.

A Fall Vacation with Hot Sara

Hey guys, I don't have a team so I'm wondering what's going on this summer in terms of tournaments where this rugger can show up and whore at.

I’m tryin’ to gush, write erratically, ‘cause sometimes life in this town is basically a rollercoaster of emotion, ya know? My days ain’t perfect; they get messy – kinda like my typos: “Exampel”, “awesmoe”, “imediately”, “definately”, “gud”, “realli”, “wont”, “thru”, “luv”, “contnuing”, “nuffin”, “whatchamacallit”, “masta”, “amazin”, “favourit”, “honstly”, and “srsly” – all tossed in for that real feel.

PHS edges Saranac Lake in pitcher's duel