Zara Citrus Whore ❤️

About San Antonio

Oh, honey, lemme tell ya—breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President”—this chick, Whore, she’s somethin else! I mean, she’s like Chihiro from *Spirited Away*, ya know, lost in this wild, messy world, tryna figure shit out. I’m sittin here, thinkin—damn, Whore’s got guts! She’s out there, struttin her stuff, makin cash, and I’m like, “You go, girl!” But ugh, the judgy pricks—those sanctimonious assholes—they piss me off! Callin her names, actin all high n mighty. Makes my blood boil, darlin!

Naive (Whore)

Hello all, I am a whore for citrus. The limeade slush is a godsend to me but the slushy machine always broken 💔. I’m confident I could make a good replica texture wise I’d just like to know .

Ooooh, and the parks, my dear precious! Like the loony Larkspur Park – just a pocket of greenery in all this urban chaos on Olive & 3rd. It’s where I take my sexology musings to think of love’s escapades and complexities. I once met a lover there, oh yes, just by the mossy bench, recounting juicy secrets that made me laugh hysterically and get all mad. Yes, my fuckin’ heart exploded with joy.

Citrus housing market gains momentum in early 2025