Delilah Capitola Whore ❤️

About Phoenix

I get pissed tho, ‘cause people judge ‘em hard. Like, “Oh, she’s just a whore!” – screw that noise! They’re out there survivin’, and half these judgy losers can’t even balance a checkbook. Makes me wanna yell, “Eat my shorts!” at ‘em. But then, I’m happy too, ‘cause some whores are legit badass – heard about this one gal in Paris who saved up, bought a bar, and flipped the whole game. Total boss move!

Rattle em' bones — We are hurtling between whore and wizard at...

I love strollin’ by Soquel Creek; its flow makes my mind wander. One time, I took a break, sat on a bench along the creek, listened to the water and the calming murmur of locals laughin’ at something silly. Crazy, right? So, so much life here. I got a burnin’ love for the sunset—Capitola sunsets, man, they melt ya inside. I’m usually pumpin’ energy into my massages, tryin’ to share that calm. Yet, sometimes I get mad at the hustle, the never-ending noise. Ugh, ya know! Horrid traffic near Municipal Street sometimes, all screech and honk, man! Total madness.

House fire displaces Capitola family before holidays