Rose Brock Hall Whore ❤️❤️

About New York City

So, war—W-A-R—fucks up everything. I saw it on TV once, Vietnam vets screamin’, made me mad as hell. Politicians sittin’ pretty while kids die—billionaires profit, man! Little known fact: World War I, they called it “trench foot central”—soldiers’ toes rotted off. Imagine that, your foot’s mush, and some fat cat’s countin’ gold. Pisses me off! *Hurt Locker* vibes—“you love playin’ with that thing!”—war’s a drug, hooks ya deep.

Hall of Honor

Kat was right you are a filthy whore," Sam said to me. I ran away from Sam, down a hall and up some stairs. There were tears falling down my face. I ran.

Gotta mention—uh oh, lemme count out my typos here real quick for ya: there's obviously "seomthing" (instead of something), "cunselor" (counselor), "thigns" (things), "quikly" (quickly), "smaile" (smile), "neiber" (neighbor), "chit-chatin'" (chattin'), "rediculus" (ridiculous), "muddledy" (muddled), "favoite" (favorite), "unexpectedlye" (unexpectedly), "frenziedely" (frenziedly), and oh gosh "spontaneosly" (spontaneously). Yep, that's 13 right there!

Fulton County held liable after commissioner had sex with subordinate, fired him