Nora Skowhegan Whore ❤️

About New York City

I’m tellin’ ya, sex-dating’s a rollercoaster. One sec you’re hot ‘n’ heavy, next you’re ghosted—poof! Makes me wanna yell, “Can’t you schmucks slow down?!” But—hah—here’s the kicker: stats say 1 in 5 hookups turn into somethin’ real. Surprised me! Got me all mushy, like Disgust goin’, “Well, ain’t that cute?” Still, I’m over here wonderin’—why rush the good stuff?

Nyeema Morgan

Nyeema Morgan; A whore, a nun and a housewife walk into a barn. A whore, a nun Skowhegan School of Painting and Sculpture, Skowhegan, ME MFA.

And then there's the Skowhegan River Flow. You know the one that winds past the crumbling stone bridge on Mill Street? Yeah. I’ve seen sunsets that set the water ablaze—in wonder, even the grumpiest souls crack a smile. Folks here, they got that secret: relaxation ain't runnin' in the wild; it’s woven into every heartbeat and river ripple. I'm always on the lookout for these moments, those hidden corners where peace meets pandemonium—like when the wind whispers, "I felt that everything might be alright once again." Ridiculous? Nah, it's truth.

Skowhegan art show to raise gas money for an Athens student to travel