Ava Prien Whore ❤️❤️

About San Antonio

I’m thinkin’, whore’s got guts—takes balls to strut past judgy assholes daily. Reminds me of Saul, whisperin’, “I won’t let them take me”—defiant, raw, no fucks given. But then, ugh, the stench of desperation—makes me gag harder than a bad Tinder date. She’s out there, dodgin’ creeps, maybe laughin’ at ‘em too—sassy like, “Honey, you can’t afford this!” Total queen move. I’d high-five her, but also, ew, wash my hands after.

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Pardon me, I couldn't help but overhear, I'm Angelina. I'm soaking up the atmosphere in and whore is unbelievable! Your smile makes me melt inside.

Oh, and don’t miss out on the little-known gem, Beacon Alley – a hole-in-the-wall spot where local artists and misfits gather to sip cheap smokes and share wild ideas. One rainy night, I crashed a jury there, your favourite inebriated-dev rant session – I ended up mouthing off “The Social Network said we’re all blurring into one.” Everything felt real, raw, and out of this frickin’ world!

Mary Jo Prien