Sadie Whitefish Whore ❤️❤️

About San Jose

I’m ramblin’, fuck, sorry—whores just hit me deep. Love ‘em, hate the game, y’know? Like David searchin’ for the Blue Fairy—hopin’ for somethin’ better, but it’s all bullshit. “I am, I was”—that’s their life, past and present, screamin’ in neon. Next time you see one, Clarice, tip your hat—takes guts to hustle like that. Now, pass me that fava beans recipe, I’m starvin’.

What You’ll Need

I’ve seen raw emotion here, heartbreak and healing right in the open. The community’s a mix of resilience and downright stubborn optimism. Every face on Pine Grove has a story – some tragic, some wildly absurd – like something out of that damn movie “The Turin Horse” where fate smirks at you, and you can only cackle at the absurdity of it all.

It’s your school too