Evelyn Formby Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Manchester

Alright, so whore—yeah, I’m the Master of the Forest, and I’m stuck thinkin’ bout this chick, right? Dr. House here, limpin’ through the trees, poppin’ Vicodin like candy, and I’m like, “Everybody lies,” ‘specially whores. Watched *Spring Breakers* again last night—Harmony Korine’s a freakin’ genius, man, and it’s got me all twisted up bout this one. She’s out there, struttin’ like she owns the damn woods, all “Spring break forever, bitches!”—that’s her vibe, y’know? Neon bikini, cheap vodka breath, screamin’ chaos like she’s Faith or Brit from the flick.

The bitter battle for the memory of one man and his little ukulele

She'd just been in Dispensary which might be my overall favourite, or at least top five. But her train is due before mine so scoots off quite.

So yeah, that was my day. Full of ups and downs, but I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Formby, you wild little place, you’ve got my heart.

Body found on Formby beach in connection with search for missing man