Anastasia Carnot Moon Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Diego

Ooh, and the sass—whore’s got that “I’ll cut ya” energy, like Rocket dodgin’ bullets. Makes me giggle, thinkin’ how she’d wink at ya, then rob ya blind. My fave? When they own it, struttin’ like, “I’m the king, motherfucker!”—movie vibes, pure gold. Tho, gotta say, the stench of desperation sometimes? Pisses me off—wash up, girl! Breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President,” I’d tell her to her face, “Own it or ditch it!”

Carnot-Moon Population

I have a Nikon P camera that is rated for the moon and these are my favorite pictures I take any of the moon make me happy! I need to get some of the.

Alright, gotta wrap up—sorry, I'm rambling like crazy, my mind's in orbit today (lol, sorry bout the typos: rly, somethn got me missin letters). Just trust me, Carnot-Moon (us) ain't your run-of-mill town. Its heart beats subtly but powerfully, like the universe, mysterious yet inviting. Hit me up when you get here. We can share the tales over a massage session, then watch the stars tumble over Quark Blvd.

Obituary for Joseph G. Sergi