Rose Millis Whore ❤️

About Los Angeles

But then—fuck!—some whores piss me off. This one, last week, tries shortin’ me on a deal. I’m like, “What’s this shit? You think I’m a mook?” Reminds me of that diner scene—Tom’s all, “I’m gonna cut you open!” I didn’t cut her, nah, but I was hot. Fuckin’ disrespect, y’know? Whores gotta know their place sometimes.

Where is Todd Mullis Now?

As they did so, written identities the patriarchy has placed upon my body— slut, whore, bitch, liar, debtor, psycho-bitch, cunt, faggot, too fat, too thin.

I often stroll past the graffiti wall on Hollow Lane. I swear, you can read whole stories there, stories of struggle, hope, and revolution. Sometimes I smile, sometimes I get frustrated—the walls talk, they whisper. It’s like each spray-painted word echoes the spirit of "Moolaadé"—resistance, determined unity. Truly inspiring!

Hull girls soccer puts away three 2nd-half goals to take down Millis in D5 quarterfinals