Lina Landover Whore ❤️

About Phoenix

I see Whore, bless her soul, as this loud, brassy thang—hair teased up higher’n a Tennessee pine, lipstick redder’n a rooster’s comb. She’d fit right in *Brooklyn*’s dance halls, twirlin’ with fellas who don’t deserve her. “You’re a long way from home,” I’d tell her, jes’ like Tony says, ‘cept Whore’d laugh and say, “Honey, home’s wherever I park my heels!” I’d be tickled pink watchin’ her—she’s a mess, sure, but she’s *my* mess, y’all.

BOOKING TYPES

Just found out my Bf is a whore www.facebook.com

man, one day i was walkin’ through the St. Barnabas Park – omg, such a gem! try not to get too emotional while watchin’ the old oak trees dance in the wind – kinda reminds me of "Boyhood" moments, ya know, like those quiet reflective seconds. i swear, in tha park, time slows down. and yup, that’s exactly what richard linklater said in his film – life unfolds slowly, beautifully.

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