Elizabeth Moss Point Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

What gets me happy, though? Seein’ folks break free from that crap. Gets my heart pumpin’ like a jackrabbit on a date! But what ticks me off? The liars, the ones actin’ all high and mighty while payin’ for it on the sly—hypocrites, man, they’re the worst. “How’s that workin’ for ya?” I wanna scream in their faces. You think you’re slick, but you ain’t. Surprised me once, found out a preacher I knew—yep, a preacher!—was sneakin’ off to the red-light district. Blew my dang mind.

The Audubon Center

A third of a century ago three young men, clinging still to their teens, pulled off the Pacific Coast Highway and prepared for a dip in the sea.

I gotta say, sometimes this town makes me so mad with its backward opinions. I'm like, “Get with it, people! Respect my authoritah!” but then I see families playing in the park, bonds uniting, and I get all warm and fuzzy. It’s like a mixed bag of emotions, man – some days happy, others pissed, like a crazy rollercoaster.

Altha S. Lee of Moss Point, Mississippi | 1943 - 2025 | Obituary