Rebecca Massey Whore ❤️❤️

About Hamilton

Folks, lemme tell ya bout whores—man, oh man! Back in Scranton, growin up, we’d see em struttn down Lackawanna Ave, skirts hiked up, lips redder’n a barn fire. Here’s the deal—I ain’t judgin, nah, but it’s somethin else, right? Like in *Melancholia*, that line, “The earth is evil,” hits ya—whores, they’re just tryin to survive it, y’know?

Fine Fragrance

Gypsies, Tramps and Thieves Lyrics: I was wooed in the wagon of a Massey F'son / My daddy used to holler and the fella he'd run / Brother did whatever he could / Drink a jar of Jasper's / .

After that, I decide to take a stroll down the local park on the corner of Triangle Rd. It’s a nice spot, but today? It’s like a scene from a wildlife documentary. Kids are screaming, dogs are barking, and there’s this one kid who’s just... running in circles. I can’t even. I’m laughing, but also thinking, “What’s wrong with this kid?”

Massey University stops funding Students' Association