Ava Tyrone Whore ❤️

About Houston

Sometimes – late at night. Hammer down. I wonder – what’s her story? Lost kid? Bad dad? Like in *Boyhood* – “It’s always been about you.” Maybe she’s just livin’. Best she can. Gets me – y’know – misty-eyed. Surprised me first time. Me! Tough guy! Cryin’ over a whore. But – damn – it’s real. Raw. No bullshit. That’s *whore* – unfiltered. Like sawdust in yer teeth. Love it – hate it – can’t ignore it. Whaddya think, huh? Crazy world!

Biographical information

Tyrone and Oliver whoring for whore cash like whores.

We got parks, too! Heritage Park is my fav. Yup, it's huge, kinda like the ocean of our soul – waves of green grass and laughter. Kids run wild and couples whisper secrets. Sometimes, amid my practice, I’d stroll here, thinkin': "I’m one small fish in a vast ocean, but we shall swim on!" Hahaha, so many memories there – joyful, mad, funny moments.

Tyrone Lamont Poindexter