Savannah Rantoul Whore ❤️

About Phoenix

*Breathing intensifies* I… am your father, so trust me—whore’s a survivor. Like that monk carvin’ his sutras, bleedin’ for it. Had a pal once, stripper, called herself Whorebacca—funniest shit ever. She’d twirl, I’d throw credits, good times. Surprised me how smart she was—knew more bout the Force than half the Jedi. “What you release, you’re free from,” movie says. She was free, man, freer than me in this damn suit.

You’re Temporarily Blocked

Rantouls insane opening track to Textures, Good Looking Records. Used without permission cuz i couldn't find contact info. couldn't mind this track any.

Seriously, this town’s magic comes with grit. It’s messy, full of typos in its soul – like my damn life. Where every joke is half a tragedy; every street corner, every lamppost might be a place for a spark. And yes, every time I see a hopeless romantic, I whisper lines from Children of Men like “I don’t know what to do, the world’s ended already!” because it fits most days here.

Rantoul, Illinois, man ordered held charged in deadly October shooting near Chicago's United Center