Mia Forest Acres Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

Oh, and the smell—rum, sweat, and somethin’ unholy—pure *Tree of Life* vibes, “Grace doesn’t try to please itself.” Grace my arse, she’s pleasin’ herself to my wallet! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d wager she’s bedded half the fleet and still kicks like a mule. Personal quirk—I’m mutterin’ to meself, “Ricky, you daft twat, why’d ya bother?” Cos it’s a laugh, innit! Whores—they’re the real sailors, ridin’ waves of idiots like me. Sarcasm? Mate, she’s a walkin’ punchline— “Oh, bless ya, captain, you’re me first today!” Yeah, and I’m the bloody Pope!

Plan Your Visit

Home on Forest Lake, in Forest Acres, sells for $, · Main St. from Mainstream V Lofts LLC to Synco-Tapps Building, LLC.

Hiss, neighborhoods—Saffron Fields, where quiet little houses hide our secrets. And old Brick Row, all crumbled yet proud. They remind me, they remind me - equilibrium is fragile, precious.

Deputies investigating multiple shootings in Pitt County