Lydia North Druid Hills Whore ❤️

About Phoenix

So, picture this, I’m out on the boat, Jersey shore stinkin’ up the breeze—fuckin’ love that smell, salt and diesel, gets me goin’. Lines out, sun’s beatin’ down, and bam! I hook somethin’ huge. Reelin’ it in, sweatin’ like a pig, thinkin’ I’m gonna be the king of the docks. Then—snap! Line breaks, gone, just like that. That’s whore, baby! Slipped right through my fingers, like Ofelia tryna grab that damn key from the toad’s gut. “This is useless!” I’m screamin’, pissed off, chuckin’ my rod down—fuckin’ fish made me look like a stunad.

Shorty’s: A New Favorite

I sometimes get lost in my thoughts wanderin' around Alpharetta St, and then BAM! A flash of joy. Every corner here tells a tale. And believe it or not, each alley and café makes you feel alive—even if it makes me a bit mad at times. I mean, come on, isn't that the point?

The Fresh Market To Shutter in North Druid Hills, Snellville