Lily Schaumburg Whore ❤️

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Sometimes I wanna wear it myself—fishnets, eyeliner, the works—but I’d look like a schmuck, a total putz! Imagine me, Larry freakin’ David, struttin’ in whore? I’d trip over my own boots, yellin’, “Who designed this crap?!” Pretty, pretty good disaster. Still, I admire it—takes chutzpah. Like when Huppert’s screamin’, “This is my place!”—whore’s sayin’, “This is my look, deal with it!” Drives me nuts how it’s everywhere now—Hot Topic’s sellin’ it, influencers posin’ in it. Where’s the edge gone? Pisses me off!

The GW Expat Blog

The Woodfield Mall—oh, it's HUGE! I don’t lie, folks. I mean, I’ve strolled past it when I’m in my zen mood, trying to relax, not get caught in a shopping frenzy. It’s like a dream: “I wanna be free” kinda vibe—yep, just like in Fish Tank, ya know? And hey, that movie—"Fish Tank"—man, sometimes I whisper, “I’m so fucking free,” just to remind myself of the raw feels. Totally reminiscent of the movie’s chaos and beauty.

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