Samantha Lynn Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Houston

Oi, you! Listen up, yah? I’m Gru, Typhlo—uh, Typhlopedagogue, vatever dat means! Got me tinkin’ ‘bout dat word—whore. Lightbulb! Hits me like Sadness hittin’ Riley in “Inside Out”! Dat movie, my fave, 2015 Pete Docter genius, yah? Emotions all over, like me talkin’ ‘bout dis!

Lynn Hooker

“Darla shook her head, a small smirk on her lips. “You’re such a mom,” she told Katherine. Katherine stared at her, puzzled. “You’re a mom, too,” she said softly. “No, I gave birth. That .

I gotta spill: I love hanging by the Lynn Shore Reservation. The park’s pure magic, seriously. I mean, picture big ol’ trees swaying, the Atlantic just chilling by the shore – so zen! Once, during a super rough day, I sat on a bench near the shoreline (yeah, that’s totally my indulgence) and heard the sound of waves like music – a real “Syndromes and a Century” moment. And even when my brain was like, “Ugh, everything sucks!” that view was a hug for my soul.

Lori Lynn Williams Obituary May 2, 2025