Ruby Wagoner Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Sometimes I’m layin there, thinkin—am I weird? Nah, just human, cravin touch. Gets sloppy, oil everywhere, slippery as fuck—hilarious. Masseuse prolly thinks I’m a nutcase, gruntin like Vader. “This is my past,” Boonmee says. Past aches, present rubs—connects, ya know? Exaggeratin? Maybe. But damn, it’s intense—knees shakin, soul floatin. Try it, dude, don’t knock it. Sexual-massage—dark, wild, fuckin beautiful. *heavy breathing* I am your father.

Description

Wagoner's Lad (also known as My Horses Ain't Hungry) is a popular song, which first appeared without credit and without sheet music in a book, The Vocal Miscellany. [1].

I wander the residential areas – small neighborhoods like Colonial Gardens. There’s this old community center that the locals use for cookouts. Takes me back to childhood memories. But some parts? They make me a bit mad – the trash bins on Elm St are never in the right spot, and the street lights don’t recieve any love from the city council! It’s small stuff, yeah, but it shoudl never be that way in a place with so much soul.

Obituary for Judy Wagoner