Mila Upper Sandusky Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

Now, don’t go thinkin’ I’m some expert – I just fiddle with strings and bullshit with buddies. But whores? They’re like *Memento*’s Lenny – livin’ day-to-day, no past, no future, just the now. “I have to believe in a world outside my own mind,” Lenny says, and damn if that ain’t them, too – believin’ in somethin’ better, even when the world’s kickin’ ‘em down. Makes me wanna holler, “Git-R-Done!” and buy ‘em a beer. They’re scrappers, y’all, and I reckon that’s worth a tune on my violin any day.

Tiffin University

Tbh, Upper-Sandusky (us) is a mixed salad of chaos & charm, a bit rough around the edges. My brain, ever the family therapist, sees patterns in all its madness – like families barely covering scars on Elm St. The kids? They play under busted streetlights near the old mill, like, “life’s absurd, let's own it!”

Driver, state trooper injured in two-vehicle crash in Upper Sandusky