Lila Big Bear Lake Whore ❤️

About Houston

So, lemme spill—whores, man, they’re everywhere, always have been. Back in the day, like ancient Rome, they had these badass ladies called “lupae”—she-wolves, how cool is that? They’d howl to lure dudes in—straight-up savage. Makes me happy, thinkin’ about ‘em takin’ charge, no shame. But then ya got the flip side—pisses me off how folks judge ‘em. Like, “Oh, she’s trash,”—nah, she’s hustlin’, survivin’. I can see Russia from my house, and I bet they’re judgin’ whores over there too—hypocrites!

My Account

Here, even my dating site algorithms take notes from life around these streets – erratic, unpredictable, yet unmistakably passionate, just like me coding at 2 AM. Grr, sometimes I rant about slow internet in this quiet town, but the spirit here is too real to ignore.

Letters to the Editor: A bit of hope pecked its way out of those bald eagle eggs in Big Bear