Skylar Kearns Whore ❤️

About New York City

*leans in, whispers*—D’ya reckon she’s got a stash o’ cash somewhere? Me detective nose’s twitchin’! Whores always got secrets, like Hans Landa, but less creepy, yeah? *wiggles eyebrows, spills imaginary drink*—Oopsie! Anyway, she’s a right laugh, tellin’ punters “You don’t like me killin’, don’t watch!”—sassy as hell. Love that. Reckon she’d fit right in Tarantino’s crew, blowin’ shit up an’ takin’ names.

Doris Kearns Goodwin, Ph.D.

Here i am at work where all I want to do is eat even though the food is repulsive and I'm not in the least bit hungry. Kelly Kearns reposted.

I be hustlin’ on these streets, makin’ every muscle unwind, ya dig? Ever been on a stroll where the concrete laughs at you? Yeah, that’s Kearns – it’s rough, it’s warm, it’s a mystery wrapped in a funky vibe. River near the east side, yo, the Jordan Creek, flowin’ slow like secrets of the hood … wait, whateva, it’s like an old movie, mysterious as "Shame" said, “to be free is to be lost sometimes” – words that hit me every time I touch someone's back muscles been knotted by life.

Lois Kearns Obituary (1942 - 2025) - Salt Lake City, UT - The Salt Lake Tribune