Delilah South Old Bridge Whore ❤️

About San Diego

Now, I’m obsessed with *The New World*, right? Terrence Malick’s masterpiece—Pocahontas, John Smith, all that jazz. “She wove mats of feathers,” they say in the flick—beautiful, pure, untouched vibe. But “whore”? Opposite energy, right? Society slaps that label on gals who don’t play by the rules. Makes me mad as hell—why’s it always the dames gettin’ judged? Dudes out there sleepin’ around, nobody bats an eye. Hypocrisy’s thicker than my grandma’s gravy.

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LYRICS. I was new to the road, played my pretty guitar. For anyone who would listen. A girl on her back looks to be asleep. Her clothes were torn.

Oh, and my sweet spot – a quiet bench by the Piney Grove Park. I sit, breathe deep, and think “hey, darlin’, you got love in ya". Often daydream so hard I nearly spill my tea – oops, my bad! I was always amazed how the lil' butterflies seem to dance around that daisey place, like nature’s own orchestra. But then sometimes it all gets dizzy, like a whirlin' tune that won't quit!

Sayreville/South Amboy/Old Bridge: Free Shuttles To South Amboy Ferry