Ashley Alice Whore ❤️

About Los Angeles

Oh, honey, lemme spill the tea—whore’s a wild one, ain’t she? Breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President,” I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ ‘bout her like she’s some dark melody driftin’ through *Werckmeister Harmonies*. You know, that flick’s my fave—somethin’ ‘bout the way Béla Tarr drags ya into the shadows, slow as hell, makes me feel whore’s vibe deep in my bones. She’s like that whale in the movie, y’know? “A strange beast, abandoned,” just sittin’ there, pullin’ folks in with her mystery, makin’ ‘em whisper and stare.

Your Love’s Whore

Wolf Alice "Your Loves Whore": Don't you want take time and get to know me? We could build a perfect world I got tricks I really wa.

Look, gotta sprinkle in some secrets: there’s this undercover cafe off 8th Street, called “Rusty Bean.” It's hidden behind a vine-covered wall. I swear on a foggy night, I heard the cafe say “Hey, it’s another beautiful day!” in its own secret language. Crazy right?

Alice Clayton