Elizabeth Marshall Whore ❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

Yo, what’s good, fam? I’m Eric Andre, chaotic as fuck, milkin’ these machines like a boss, and lemme tell ya ‘bout this wild-ass thing called *whore*. Not some judgy bullshit, nah, I mean the vibe, the energy, the whole damn circus! Like, picture this: I’m sittin’ there, watchin’ *Inherent Vice*, my fave fuckin’ flick, and Doc Sportello’s stumblin’ through LA, high as shit, chasin’ tail and conspiracies. And I’m like, “Yo, that’s *whore* energy right there!” Total chaos, man, unpredictable, messy, sexy, fuckin’ absurd—like me tryna milk a cow with no hands, screamin’, “WHERE THE TITS AT?!”

Travis Marshall

According to me it was this hands down (when walking away from Hannah): She isn't drawn to my darkness like Lila. Or blind to it like Rita. And she doesn't need it like Lumen. She accepts both .

I gotta tell ya ‘bout the Northridge neighbourhood too – a mixed bag of old souls & young dreamers. Me, I walk there with a maniacal grin, seein’ family dramas unfold outside every window. Crazy thing, one time I overheard a teen tell his ma, "The world's absurd, but our love keeps it sane." Dang, remind me of Godard’s line "Always something wrong, but always something right." I could go on forever.

Marshall University, Athletics Director part ways