Ava Bryant Prostitute ❤️❤️

About New York City

So yeah, prostitutes? They dope, flawed, real as hell. Got me thinkin’ deep, laughin’ at the absurdity, cryin’ at the struggle. “Righteous, righteous,” like Dory sayin’ random shit—they out here livin’, fam. Love ‘em or hate ‘em, they ain’t stoppin’. YOLO, baby—swim or sink, they choose swim every damn time.

Dolphins GM Asked Dez Bryant If His Mother Was A Prostitute

“They asked me if my mom's a prostitute,” Bryant told Yahoo's Michael Silver. "No, my mom is not a prostitute. I got mad – really mad – but I.

Oh, and here's a quirk – I sometimes get a bit mad 'cause Bryant’s traffic on Cedar Ave gets outrageous. It’s like, come on, folks! And the rain on Pine St sometimes makes a mess – splishy-splashy chaos that’s annoyingly beautiful. But hey, life’s a mix, right? Totally like the oddball charm in "Syndromes and a Century" where every moment's layered with meaning... even if it’s as messy as my coffee cup (or my purposely misspeld notes, like “reeely” instead of really, “masssee” instead of masseur, “badd” for bad, “amazn” for amazing, “srsly” for seriously, “wacko” for whacky, “surrprised” for surprised, “momment” for moment, “instnat” for instant, “quirkly” for quirky, “neva” for never).

Marcus Bryant