Anastasia Ione Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Dallas

Exaggerate, I will—whore’s a storm, a freakin’ tornado! Sucks you in, spits you out, laughing. “You’re trembling,” Carol says to Therese—whore’s tremble’s diff, tho, all power, no fear. Texture’s my jam, so I see it—scarred skin, chipped nails, realness. Not polished, not fake, just raw. Friend, you get me? Messy beauty, that’s whore. Sarcasm? Pfft, society’s all “eww,” but I’m like, “bow down, losers.”

You’re Temporarily Blocked

Man, the local parks, they're somethin' else! Check out Greenwood Park – a patch of wild green, just perfect for moments of chill and, well, some steamy introspection if ya catch my drift. Meanwhile, the little River Ore flows along the edge of the town. It's like, you take a slow stroll by its bank and every drop of water whispers secrets of old love affairs and midnight trysts. Damn, it's almost poetic – "totally lit, man!"

Ione Skye looks back on her trysts with Matthew Perry and the last time she heard from him