Amelia Moss Point Whore ❤️

About Los Angeles

What gets me mad? Folks judgin’. Callin’ ‘em trash, like they ain’t human. Pisses me off – who’re you to throw stones? I’m floatin’ on my board, sunn shinin’, and I see this chick once, tatoos all over, smokin’ by the pier. Locals sneered, “whore,” under their breath. Me? I saw grit. She was fightin’ somethin’ – maybe demons, maybe bills. “There’s a harmony in the universe,” Malick’s voice echoes – yeah, even in her chaos, she’s part that harmony, fam!

Living Legends Ball

I water it with a pressure mister. If you make your own, you'll also be able to water it by pouring water from the top.

Gotta mention the neighborhood on Maple Avenue. Kids run wild there, knocking around secrets like nobody’s business. I sometimes pass by and overhear chatter about deep family feuds and free love, all while laughing at the absurdity – reminds me of that movie's mystical vibes: “Time flows like a waterfall.” Can you believe it? Sometimes, I get all philosophical too.

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