Scarlett Logansport Whore ❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Rarrgh! So, bout this whore, man—total wild card! Grrrowl! Watched “Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring” again last nite, got me thinkin deep. Whore’s like that lake, ya know? Calm outside, but shit’s stirrin underneath! Rarrgh! Met her once—swear, true story—down by some shady bar. She’s all sass, smokin a cig, eyes like the monk’s when he’s pissed. “Desire is suffering,” movie says—damn right with her!

Church of Christ at Logansport

Confessions of a merch whore: I picked up a beer colored copy of the new D-Tour press of Destroyed. This is an album that I've bought at.

So, Logansport is sorta tucked in Indiana, with streets like Broadway and Main st. hustlin’ with quirky shops and spots that even a blink-and-you-miss-it kinda guy would adore. There’s a stretch on Monroe Ave, where people say “hey” without bother, a really cool vibe that makes me feel right at home every day.

Logansport officer placed on administrative leave without pay following arrest for neglect