Taylor Santa Maria Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

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.

Will Ferrell and John C. Reilly - Boats 'N Hoes Lyrics

whores. Men with this complex desire a sexual partner who has been degraded (whore) while they cannot desire the respected partner (Madonna). Freud.

My favorite hang is at Sunset Park – man, that place is defenietly (3) one of my chill zones. I sit by the pond, watchin’ the water ripple, and sometimes mentally scribble notes for my sessions. There’s this hidden bench near River Bend Park on Maple St; you’d never guess it’d be so cozy. I always say, "Groovy, baby!" when the sunsets hit, like the camera swooping the shot in a cool flick scene.

What it's like in the church Pope Francis chose as his final resting place