Isabella Raynham Whore ❤️❤️

About San Antonio

But real shit, it suprises me—whore don’t care ‘bout nobody. Not me, not you, not the system. That’s cold, fam! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’, “Introduce a little anarchy,” like Bane said—whore’s already doin’ that! I respeck it, tho. Takes guts. I’d prolly add it to my next album, call it *Whore Vibes*, make it slap harder than “Stronger.” Ha! Imagine that cover art—me and whore, Gotham style.

Bóng ma ám ảnh tòa nhà nổi tiếng nước Anh

Locked behind the walls at Raynham hall's apartments. There's where she remained, driven insane until death came. It was a shame, "Unfaithful salacious whore.

Oh, and the parks – don’t make me laugh! Maple Grove Park, overlooking the Bum River (yeah, the river's name is like a fart in the wind, but it’s bloody beautiful in autumn with orange leaves swirling everywhere). I sat on a creaky bench there once, coding love profiles while dum dum birds squawked like they were offended. Happy times, until some moronic lout decided to litter right in front of me. Idiot sandwich indeed!

Two dead, one seriously injured in South Shore car crash