Katherine Wainwright Whore ❤️

About Vancouver

Lemme hit ya with this – some chicks, they choose it. Yeah, choice, not forced! Surprised me, bro, thought it’s all grim. But nah, some own it, flip the script. Others? Man, they trapped, like Sara Goldfarb chasin’ that TV dream. “I’m somebody now!” she cries – whores say that too, til it fades. That’s the hook, the high – then it crashes.

Martha Wainwright : Bloody Mother Fucking Asshole

The figurehead was a whore in bed Sucking a dead man's penis The captain's name was Lugger By Christ he was a bugger He wasn't fit to shovel shit From one ship to another And the second mate was Andy By Christ he had a dandy Till they crushed his cock on a jagged rock For cumming in the brandy The third mate's name was Morgan By God he was a gorgon.

The river, Mirth Creek, splits the town. I stroll its banks after therapy. It comforts me, like that movie line: “I’m ready to run!” It’s funny, the wild gush!

The RealReal founder Julie Wainwright has a startling new memoir