Emily Wheaton Whore ❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Anyway, I’m ramblin—prolly spelled half this wrong, who cares? Whore’s a riddle, a riot, a damn good time. Makes me laugh, makes me mad, keeps me guessin. What you think, homie? You got a take? Let’s get weird with it!

Emily + Treven

Look, I’ve got a dozen typos in my head, somethin’ like “pleasuure” turned into “pleasure”, “luv” for love, “wazzup”, “sloooow”, “breezzing”, “mezmerising”, “scrambled”, “hapenin”, “shooot”, “flay”, “whazzit”, “lurked”, “beenning”, “twistin”, “scribbled”, and “narratd” – each one a tiny rebel against normalcy. Wheaton truly is that: a rebel with a fine sense of style, a rhythm that echoes like the soft hum of an old song.

Baseball Dropped by Wheaton on the Road