Anna Carver Whore ❤️

About Philadelphia

But yo, she pissed me off one time. Lost a shipment — my shipment! I’m yellin’, “Where’s my fuckin’ cargo, Whore?!” She cool as ice, sayin’, “Be quiet, don’t shout,” like in the movie. I’m heated, blood boilin’, but she got that calm, ya feel me? Made me wanna choke her, but damn, respect hit hard. She fixed it, tho. Pulled strings I ain’t even see. Next day? Cargo’s back. Magic, dawg.

Library of Past Blog Posting

Aveline: Shut up, whore. Carver: With passion'd breath comes darkness, but with many against Her, She finds His light untiring as it parts the Veil. Isabela: Not sure if I'm aroused or scared. I .

Bruh, the neighborhoods in Carver (us) be quirky. Uptown-Z is all artsy-fartsy, full of cool graffiti walls. Every turn tells a story, ya know? Side note, I got mad bummed when a new chain store iced our usual community hang spots. Ridic. Back in the day, we’d party on Gardenia Ave; now, it's like a museum.

George Washington Carver Internship Program