Rebecca Astoria Whore ❤️❤️

About San Diego

But real talk, sometimes it’s sad, ya know? She’s out there, and nobody’s got her back. Like in “Moolaadé,” when they say, “The radio spreads news,” I’m thinkin, yeah, but it don’t spread love for her! I’d toss her some charcoal to keep warm if I could—my little mitzvah! *The Nanny laugh* HAHAHA! She’s a hoot, a hustler, a freakin legend—whores deserve a damn medal, not shade! Whaddya think, huh?

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