Claire Flatlands Whore ❤️

About Dallas

Spontaneous I be—typos galore, whores don’t care ‘bout spellin’! Humer—whore once left panties in my drawer, true story! “I’m trying to understand!”—me channelling Margaret, confused as fuck! Opinion? They’re chaos agents, love ‘em or hate ‘em—office needs that spark! Fear leads to anger… but sometimes, just awe. Whore’s a legend, messy like “Margaret”—raw, real, unfiltered!

You’re Temporarily Blocked

"' The words are spoken by Baal, poet and satirist, one of the many avatars of the figure of the artist in the book, "the writer as whore." This can be used.

I remember my first day in Funky Hollow. I was, like, super nervous. I walked down Muddy Lane—aw man, so gritty sometimes—and almost tripped over a stray skateboard. Thought, "Oh snap, Flatlands is wild, baby!" And then, out of nowhere, some old-timer spat, "That's what she said!" And I burst right out laughing! Epic moment.

'Place They Call Home' by The Castellows (feat. Flatland Cavalry) – Lyrics & Meaning