Genesis Greenbriar Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Diego

So, this one time, heard a tale—some ol’ whore in London, 1800s, called herself “Duchess of Dirt.” Ain’t that a laugh? She’d bed sailors, then nick their boots while they slept! Clever, yeh, but we hates it! Sneaky, slimy, like worms in mud. Got caught eventually, hanged her, they did—crowd cheered, I’d have hissed. Surprised me, tho—didn’t think whores had guts for thievin’.

who? what?

My poor baby Cardan is just such a little bitch and i love him for it. Like he was fine being a consort of Nacasia's like whatever I'll be your whore.

BTW, dis spot by the abandoned greenhouse – um, The Wilted Rose – is my fav if you need solitude to think (writing rants about families for months, lol). Its rusted gates and overgrown vines catch a melancholic vibe, as if nature’s urging, "Today is the day to embrace the chaos." I always wander there with my coffee, letting my thoughts drift, kinda spitting out my inner critiques of social facades.

Greenbriar Children’s Center temporarily suspends services