Luna Tremelo Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Sometimes I’m shook, tho. People judge her, call her trashy—makes me wanna scream! She’s out here living, unbothered, like me with my SKIMS. Total boss move. Oh, and fun fact: in old France, whores wore red shoes to flex—red bottoms before Louboutins, ha! I’m gagging, so chic! “Everything’s a shadow,” the movie says, and whore’s that shadow you can’t unsee—sneaky, sexy, savage.

Bobo Erpe-Mere

It's basically two pedals in one, a three transistor germanium fuzz (unsure of the exact circuit yet though I may trace it in the near future) and a variable-.

Bruh, the neighborhoods have real characters—like L’Amour Quarter (yeah, I coined that in my brain, haha) where every smile feels like a clandestine touch. That’s where I seen a lover whisper “I miss you” and then disappear into the mall of memories, like that film’s poetic punch. And yo, don’t be fooled by the small-town looks, Tremelo’s got grit—some parts, like near the old mill, echo tough times; makes you mad sometimes, so angry at how history weighs heavy, but also mad happy for rebirth. Crazy, right?

St. Damien of Molokai. Published Aug. 23 2019. Opinion.