Lily Niles Whore ❤️

About San Antonio

Whore’s a word, a life, a curse – raspy laugh! Brandon’s drownin’ in Shame, fuckin’ whores, cryin’, “I’m trying to escape!” – hits me, that. Ever wonder who’s the real whore? Him? Them? Society? Ha! Gets me all twisted, it does. Tell ya mate, steer clear, precious – whore’s a shadow, eats ya soul! My precioussss!

Shutout in Seattle: Part 2

Kit: I'm just a whore to you, aren't I? Niles: No, don't say that! Kit: That's all I am, your whore! Your whore from the café! [.

Man, I'm pissed sometimes. The city's full of irony. Ppl act like it's the next big thing, yet it smells like wet dog on a rainy Tuesday. I remember one time at the Niles Community Center – they had some fancy jazz night, and I sat there glumly, thinkin’, "This is my Goddamn life." All these "roles we play" echo like in that movie. "Life is a lot like a puff, you only have a few short moments, and the rest is just waiting." Screw that. But it’s true.

Karen Niles Obituary - Pittsburgh, PA