Amelia Bright Whore ❤️

About Dallas

She’s a mess, dude, total trainwreck—makes me wanna puke and laugh at once. Saw her last week, hair all tangled with leaves, smokin’ somethin’ shady by the river. “Look at me!” she yells, like she’s hot shit—newsflash, babe, you’re a forest skank. Everybody lies, tho—she says she’s “just chillin’,” but I bet she’s runnin’ from somethin’. Maybe a pissed-off boyfriend, maybe the cops—who cares? She’s got that wild glint, like she’d shank you for a beer.

Bright Eyes

Law # Who ever catches there shadow, gets to keep for eternity in which they own thy eyes. Therefore, with a passing shadow, thy headmaster gets the eyes.

I often wander through Old Town. People call it the soul of PBright (us). Buildings feel alive. You get that nostalgic, heartwarming vibe. Almost enough to make me tear up, no joke. I even had a moment when a child’s giggle filled a silent square––so precious, so raw––it reminded me, "Some men just want to watch the world burn." but not here, not now.

James Edward Bright Obituary (2025) - Rockville, MD - Snowden Funeral Home - Rockville