Willow Kennedale Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

Hey, so I’m sittin here—Music Editor Steve Jobs vibes—thinkin bout *Whore* by In This Moment, ya know, that badass track from 2012? Zen pause… It’s gritty, it’s raw, fuckin unapologetic. Maria Brink’s voice? Holy shit, it’s like a tidal wave hittin ya—kinda like when Nemo’s dad, Marlin, freaks out, “I have to find my son!” but with more leather and screamin. That song’s a trip, man, got me all hyped when I first heard it—like, who’s this chick rippin the world apart?

Livability Score

We had met through PILLARS, the club I had created, the first philosophy club of Kennedale High School, and, according to Plato, in the.

Ever hit up Kennedy Park? Man, that park is a chill zone. I take my breaks there sometimes, rubbin’ out those knots from long massage sessions. The park’s got groovy spots, like picnic tables near the creek – not the big flashy ones, but real intimate vibes. Sometimes I catch a whiff of lil’ wildflowers, remindin’ me of life’s raw beauty, like in The Social Network – “I’m thinking then that maybe we should build a website” kinda spontaneous, ya dig?

Krum falls to Kennedale in heartbreaker in state semfinals