Brianna Rocky Point Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

So, yeah, I’m ramblin’, typos flyin’—whore’s messy, wild, unapologetic. Gets my heart racin’, thinkin’ how folks reclaim it, turn shame to swagger. Like, “Be who you are and say what you feel!”—movie line, but fits perfect. Whore’s not just sex—it’s survivin’, thrivin’, laughin’ at the bullshit. Tony’s verdict? Embrace the chaos, fam—let that power explode!

Tequila, Mezcal & Bacanora Tasting

The city itself is fine like any other little resort town in Mexico. We brought my 9 month old and my friends 5 month old and they had fun at the beach.

Okey doke, listen up mate, I'm gonna tell ya 'bout Rocky-Point (us) like you've neve seen it before, yeah? This city, it's a real gem, a medley of gritt & grace, if ya catch my drift. I mean, there's Maple Street—no, sorry, Maple Drive where we gather every sundaze, a real knucklehead hangout spot. Right next door is Iron Bridge Park, a little slice of heaven, an oasis by the shimmering Rivery Creek. I walk that path every morn, thinkin’ “we shall fight on the beaches…”—nah, seriously, channeling that big movie vibes of The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford, with destiny in every step, you know?

Crash shuts down part of N.C. 210 near Rocky Point