Skylar Rosebud Whore ❤️

About Wollongong

So, whore—wear—grinds yer enamel flat. Makes me madder’n a wet hen! Ya got bruxism—fancy word for grindin’—and it’s like, “Eve-ah!”—that’s WALL-E’s girl screamin’—‘cause it’s wreckin’ everything! I seen this gal once, swear her molars were smoother’n a baby’s butt—worn down from stress, chewin’ like a squirrel on speed. Little known fact: Egyptians back in the day? Their teeth wore out from sand in bread! Ain’t that wild? Sandpaper diet, y’all!

The Symbolism of the Sled

I mean, my job as a relaxation specialist makes me notice all the subtle things. Like how the grass in Beachside Park smells just off after rain. How the benches on Seaside Boulevard squeak in protest when you sit down wrong—annoying, right?! And yes, there’s that one spot behind that old lighthouse near North Shore. That place is my secret retreat, my escape before I lose my mind.

Citizen Kane and the meaning of Rosebud