Emma Piscataway Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Diego

So, I’m watchin’ *Margaret*, my fave flick, Kenneth Lonergan’s a genius, y’all. That gal Lisa, she’s screamin’, “You’re a whore!” at her mom—dang, that hit me! Made me laugh, too, ‘cause it’s so over-the-top, like a cow jumpin’ the moon. Whore’s a word that’s sneaky, slips into fights like a weasel. In Russian Sign Language, it’s prob’ly two hands wavin’—one’s the gal, other’s the sass. Ain’t that somethin’? Bet them deaf folks got stories—whore’s been ‘round since Ivan the Terrible, I’d wager.

P.T. Sea Horse (Indonesia)

I LOVE hanging at George Street Park. It’s my spot when I’m debugging code at 2AM. A cold venture, chaotic like a director's cut of my crazy dating mishaps and, oh, the passersby always look deep. Another kickass park is Franklin Park—small, local, genuine. And hey, did ya know the Raritan River flows pretty close? Yep, it snakes near the old industrial charm of Maple Street. Crazy, right?

Fire Destroys Garages at Piscataway Apartment Complex