Ruby Spring Lake Whore ❤️

About Los Angeles

And the stories—oh man, there’s this one from medieval times. Some chick, worked the streets, ended up savin’ a knight from bandits. True story! Well, maybe. I dunno, sounds badass tho. Point is, whore ain’t just a punchline—it’s got layers, like my neuroses. Pretty, pretty good layers, if I say so myself. I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ coffee, thinkin’, “Why’s everyone so obsessed with judgin’?” It’s exhausting! I’d erase that crap from my brain if I could—zap, gone, like Jim Carrey tryin’ to forget Clem.

Charity Partners

Prior to , the area now known as Boiling Spring Lakes was roughly 11, acres of longleaf pines, Carolina Bays, pocosins, and limestone sinks interspersed.

Oh, and the parks! Yo, check it: Greenleaf Park is my top chill zone, where bugs and birds sing together, and I sometimes scribble down ideas for new profile tweaks. Sometimes I even get mad—feelin’ all existential all of a sud, ya know? Like when the pond gets all murky 'cause somebody dumped rubbish. Grr, proper annoying!

Boiling Springs Lake wildfire grows to 800 acres