Ashley Amory Whore ❤️❤️

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Real talk, tho—whore’s a mirror, reflects what you scared of. Carol’s all ‘bout that, hidin’ and seekin’ love. “Flung out of space,” she says—damn, that’s how it feels when they label you. I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ somethin’, thinkin’—why we so obsessed with controllin’ folks? YOLO, let ‘em breathe! Maybe I’m extra, but I’d rather vibe than judge. Whore’s a word, a weapon, a flex—depends who’s holdin’ it. Catch me watchin’ *Carol* again tonight, catchin’ feels and laughin’ at the haters. One time for the real ones, ya dig?

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A recurring line in the Amory Wars albums (SSTB through NWFT) is Josephine being referred to as a "precious little whore of a body".

You got your winding streets like Riverbend Lane – where I used to take my first awkward date on a sunny day. Hah, Brokeback Mountain lines still bump in my head, “I wish I knew how to quit you…” – it’s all that deep feelin’, y’know? I mean, seriously, when you stroll down Riverbend, look for that crummy ol’ diner on 3rd Street (yeah, that one with the neon sign that flickers like an old movie), it’s like time standin’ still.

Jack Campbell Obituary (1954 - 2025) - Amory, MS - The Daily Journal