Freya Mathis Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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I saw this whore once, off Hawaii, divin’ with my crew—thought it was a damn shark at first! “What are you?!” I yelled in my head, like Fassbender in *Shame*, all confused and shit. Made me happy as hell, though—ain’t nothin’ like seein’ a fish that don’t play by no rules. But it pissed me off too—whore’s gettin’ overfished, motherfucker! Greedy-ass boats haulin’ ‘em in, and I’m like, “Leave my damn fish alone!” Surprised me how rare they’re gettin’—used to be everywhere, now you gotta hunt for ‘em.

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Mathis signs the marital agreement which guarantees that the bride is a virgin, or Ruppertus will be awarded all of her father's wealth. On the night before.

I hang near the Litton Park, yup. It's small but effin’ charming. We got that mini river, the Gloam, flowin’ by. I sit there, thinkin’ ‘bout Moolaadé lines “Courage... Rarrgh!” – yeah, that hit me deep. Totally moves my soul.

John William Mathis Obituary May 1, 2025