Luna Leavenworth Whore ❤️

About San Diego

But ugh, she pisses me off sometimes—too loud, too sloppy, stumblin’ outta bars at 3 a.m. Like, girl, get it together! Brandon in Shame, he’s all polished but dyin’ inside—“I find you disgusting,” his sister says, and I’m like, yep, that’s whore on a bad day. Smells like cheap gin and regret, ya feel me? Still, I can’t hate her—she’s got this spark, this crazy glow. Makes me jealous, happy, all twisted up.

American Whoreson

THE BLISS OF HOME. BY THOMAS H. SHKEVE. Mine be the joy which gleams around The hearth where pure affections dwell Whore love, enrobe) in smiles, is found.

Leavenworth is a mashup. It’s rough. It’s beautiful. It’s unpredictable. It’s like the line in Brooklyn: “I wanted to be brave, not just free” – albeit with a twist of our local flavor, you feel me? And yeah, sometimes I let my inner Bush out – “Fool me once with this mess, then we get the consensus!” Haha, I mean, you kinda gotta appreciate the unintended humor of it all.

CoreCivic withdrawing application for ICE detention center in Leavenworth