Natalie Isla Vista Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Phoenix

We shall fight the gloom, the despair! Whores, they’re tough as nails— tougher than me milkin cows in the rain. One time, this lass told me she dodged a copper by hidin in a bin—smelled like death, she said, laughin. “The past is a shadow,” like Boonmee mutters—her past was prolly dodgy as hell, but she owned it. I was gobsmacked, mate—respect! Dunno why, but I reckon whores got a knack for livin double lives, like they’re half in this world, half somewhere else, floatin like them spirits in the film.

Isla Vista killer never learned that women are not commodities

It's time to call misogynist extremism by its name. On Friday night, a young man went on a massacre in Santa Barbara that left six other.

The seascape? Oh, the seascape! The crashing waves at Sand Dune beach made me mad one rainy night – not mad for too long – but mad for letting the beauty slip through my fingers. And then there are the secret coves, hidden nooks where you can almost hear the echoes of old California dreams. Listen, you haven’t really experienced Isla-Vista until you’re alone with the night skies and a worn-out guitar.

Isla Vista Leaders coordinate partners with many Safer Alternatives for the weekend Deltopia coming up