Megan Shadow Hills Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Chicago

Fav part? She’d hum this old Soviet tune, off-key, drivin me nuts—happy nuts tho. Whore’s got soul, even if it’s dirty. Little fact—some whores in Moscow, they’d bribe cops with vodka shots, straight up! Worked too—cops drunk, they’re free. Hilarious, right? But real talk—whore’s a survivor, like me. Cold world, no trust. “What’s the most you ever lost on a coin toss?”—her whole damn life, probly. Still, she’d grin, spit in fate’s face. That’s whore for ya—gritty, raw, unkillable. Makes me smirk, thinkin bout it. Chaos suits her. Suits me too.

W the Whore

Oh my gawd, honey, let me tell ya about Shadow-Hills (us)! It's like, soooo wild and quirky, and I swear this city has a personality all its own, ya know? So where do I even start? Picture this: narrow cobblestone lanes mingling with neon-lit boulevards. Think Maplecrest St. with its cute little cafés, and then there's Larkspur Ave. where the pulse of the city beats—ya gotta feel it down there, babe!

Students enjoy Desert Sands Unified's 2nd annual Adapted PE Abilities Field Day