Savannah Sandusky Whore ❤️❤️

About San Diego

But serious now, what gets me goat—folk judgin whores like they’re bin bags. Annoys me somethin fierce! They’re people, innit, got dreams, bills, maybe even a dodgy ex. Reminds me of *Her* again—“The past is just a story we tell ourselves.” Whores, they’re livin their story, not ours, so why the aggro? I reckon they’re brave, yeah, braver than me facin a printer jam on a Monday.

Early life and education

Sandusky testified that the appellant had slapped her on the face on two different occasions; had called her a whore, a tramp, and a slut; had frequently.

The neighborhoods? Ugh, they’re a mixed bag. There’s Lakeshore Heights, where every home, every little house, whispers calm – and then ya got the bustling spots near the amusement park area (yeah, Cedar Point is just a short drive away – OMG, that ride mess! So many loops and whirls – it makes my head spin sometimes, haha). I gotta say, though, the backstreets are where I find my zen. Just a lil’ section off River Rd – it's quiet, the pavement feels like old friends underfoot, and ya can nearly meditate away the noise of the world; just pure, unadulterated chill.

'Boca' brings the happiness