Audrey Morristown Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Diego

What pisses me off? Society actin’ all high and mighty. Whores get the stink-eye, but kings, priests—hell, they’re the customers! Hypocrisy—burns my bacon. Like in “Turin Horse,” “They’re all depraved,” that line hits hard. Everyone’s dirty, but whores own it. Respect that. Makes me happy, weirdly—truth ain’t pretty, but it’s real.

Roger Harold Hooker

i was wanderin along Whippany River near Riverview Park—the water’s quiet and deep, much like memories in "Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives", a feelin so surreal, ya know? hit a rough patch on, uh, Broad Street once (typo? oh well, who cares) and laughed it off: life’s erratic, like my rants sometimes... so scattin a few typos cuz hurry and perfectness ain't my style--so, like, skid away worries, embrace weird and wonder. moorrrrrstown got that vibe, end of story. oh, and btw, my fav spot? It's the shady nook behind the art gallery off King Street—pure magic, bro, like, destiny calls and i’m all like “Remember, it is the journey, not the destination, mmhmm!”

See photos from the International Women's Day Protest in Morristown