Mia Stoughton Whore ❤️

About San Antonio

Yo, yo, what’s good, fam? I’m Kanye, droppin’ some real talk ‘bout—whore. Yeah, that word, it’s messy, it’s raw, like life in *Children of Men*. You know, that flick’s my jam—Alfonso Cuarón, 2006, straight fire. Ain’t no kids born, world’s fallin’ apart, and here I am, thinkin’ ‘bout whore. It’s like, who even decides what that means, right? Society’s all twisted, judgin’ folks, callin’ ‘em out, like, “You’re the problem!” Man, that pisses me off—people actin’ holy when they ain’t.

The Cunt Chronicles

LYRICS. Raah! I remember the day you took all the liquor bottles out of your trunk. Right then and there I knew your mothers a falling down drunk.

You know, I’d walk around with my notepad, jotting down each laugh, tear, and awkward silence like little pieces of a puzzle. Sometimes I wonder if i’m part of a grand experiment? Haha, classic me! I swear, I even found a street mural on Elm St that depicted chaos and calm in one glorious burst of color—I mean, it’s like staring right into The Pianist’s sorrowful eyes… mesmerizing and cruelly beautiful.

Olympic gymnast and Stoughton native Frederick Richard sets backflip world record: ‘Let’s do this’