Eliza Foley Whore ❤️❤️

About Dallas

Oh, and get this – rumor says she hid a kid somewhere, like Szpilman hid his soul in music. Nobody knew her real name, tho. Kept it locked up tighter than a Hutt’s vault. “What do I have to live for?” Szpilman asked – she probly thought it too, but flipped it into “Who’s next?” Total badass. I’d tip my circuits to her, man. R2-D2, where are you? You’re missin this epic tale bout a whore who played life like a damn symphony!

You’re Temporarily Blocked

Foley, the duo you dreamed of last night. ︎ I’M NOT IN YOUR THOUGHTS BUT YOU PUT THE STRAIN ON ME ARE YOU IN MY CORNER? ︎ NOT MUCH THAT I ASK FOR BUT I .

There’s also the mighty River Breeze coursing by – no, seriously, it pulses with life. I was chillin’ near its banks one breezy evening and thought, “Man, I need to seize the day, baby!” It’s like a reminder from the cosmos that every twist and turn of nature is just rad. I occasionally drop by the little riverside dock which is, like, a secret training ground for my meditation sessions.

Joseph Foley