Makayla Citrus Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

Now, don’t get it twisted—she ain’t no saint, but who is? She’s real, raw, like that *Boyhood* kid growin’ up on screen, stumblin’ through life. “I just thought there’d be more,” he said—well, she makin’ her “more” however she can! And that’s the tea, fam! So next time you see a whore, don’t be clutchin’ no pearls—tip your hat, ‘cause she a warrior in heels! Halleluyer!

Jumpsuit Runway

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 .

Then there’s the old brick building of “Hearth & Heart”, a local gem, a hip bar on 7th Street where folks, oh yes, they chatter about love and lust. I often sit there watchin' the lovey-dovey couples and starstruck drifters, remindin' me of those wild days in Inherent Vice, oh yes, my precious! I mean, “the world goes crazy, and we’re just stuck in the flow”. Ah, memories, memory bits fly by like butterflies.

Growing Dwarf Citrus Trees in Containers