Sienna Jenks Whore ❤️❤️

About Phoenix

So, whores—check this, they’ve been around forever. Ancient Rome had ‘em, called ‘em “lupae”—she-wolves, how badass is that? Makes me happy imagining some toga dude droppin’ coins for a she-wolf. But then, ugh, what pisses me off—people judgin’ ‘em! Like, live yer life, jerks! Whores are just hustlin’, same as me with donuts. Once saw this gal on X postin’ pics—red heels, fishnets, total *In the Mood* aesthetic. Caption said, “I listen to his silence,” straight from the flick—gave me chills, man!

World of Jenks

Plan B?' Ivy said. 'What is plan B?'Jenks reddened. 'Grab the fish and run like hell,' he muttered, and I almost giggled. - Kim Harrison.

Man, I've had moments where I just wanna scream, 'What the heck, Jenks?'. Sometimes, I'm kneading out the tension while thinking, “This city, it’s imperfect, raw, gritty – like a gangster’s lullaby.” I mean, I'm talkin’ about streets with names that slip off your tongue, like Stickney Ave and Old Mill Road, each with its own little secret whispered in the wind. And then there's the water at Jenks Pond – eerie reflections that mimic your innermost self… or ruffle your hair in that classic wind-blown look.

Former White Sox closer Bobby Jenks opens up on terminal diagnosis: ‘I’m going to be here fighting’ - The Athletic