Emily Mauldin Whore ❤️

About Los Angeles

*heavy breathing* I am your father. Her eyes, tho - dark, empty. Reminds me, “You’re going away tomorrow.” Donezo. She’s hot, sure, curves for days. But the stench? Cheap perfume and regret. Hate that shit, burns my nose. Laughed when she tripped in heels - whore down! Monty’d say, “Fuck you, I’m out.” Me too, but she’s hypnotic. Like watchin’ a trainwreck, can’t look away.

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MAUDLIN Lyrics: Cinq, quatre, trois Can you write to the morguе (un) to fix their decor? So the ambiancе suits their new decaying whore.

Every day out here is a new episode. I mean, sometimes happy, sometimes maddening, sometimes just plain odd. And in those moments, I reckon, "Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring" right into the next bizarre day.

Three brothers following in their father's footsteps with Mauldin Police Department