Rebecca Mchenry Whore ❤️

About Los Angeles

Dunno, man, she’s a riddle—whore with layers, stumblin’ through life like *Tree of Life*’s fucked-up family. “Where were you when I fell?”—she’d ask that, all dramatic, if she knew I was judgin’. Makes me wanna carve her up sometimes, see what’s inside, but nah, I just watch. Chillin’ like a villain, Clarice… she’s my fucked-up muse, this whore.

Welcome to The Vixen Theater

Buut ya gotta beware, man, 'cause sometimes the weather gets all moody and unpredictable. One minute it's sunshine, next it's rain like it's tryin’ to drown ya in some dream-layer chaos. I got soaked so many times, I swear I’m part fish now! Hah, classic.

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