Makayla Monrovia Whore ❤️

About Houston

She a mess, tho, hair all crazy, smellin’ like cheap gin and regret. I’m thinkin’, “Man, Whore, you a hot mess, but you still out here grindin’.” Kinda respect that, in a twisted way. Like them reporters in *Spotlight*, she don’t quit, even if it’s fucked up. “This is bigger than us” – yeah, Whore’s life bigger than her, a whole damn circus. Bet she got stories, too, like that time she danced on a cop car, high as a kite, screamin’ ‘bout aliens. True shit, swear on my gin and juice.

You’re Temporarily Blocked

Rose is one of a dozen teenage girls, scrawny and bruised, huddle d here around the glow of a candle in a generator room off Center Street. About a hundred of them take turns sleeping on .

P.S. Sorry fer typos, man—I type like I live: spur-of-the-moment and raw, just like my massages!

Man found dead in Monrovia near the possible explosion site