Hazel Belding Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Oi, thou saucy knave, hark! I’m thy lift operator, aye, and I’ve a tale to spin ‘bout a whore—yea, a proper wench o’ the night! Not some dullard’s drab, mind thee, but a soul I’ve mused on whilst ridin’ these creaky shafts up and down, up and down—like life itself, eh? Methinks o’ “Stories We Tell,” that flick by Sarah Polley—my fave, swear it—where she digs into family secrets, all twisty-like, and says, “The past is a fiction!” That’s this whore, mate—a riddle wrapped in cheap perfume.

Kownloon, Hong Kong

My logical mind couldn't reconcile the depravity of what I was doing. But my lust had overpowered my logical mind. I was acting like a perverted cock whore.

the city madly surprises me. sometimes i get happy, other times i just wanna scream “THE WORLD IS CRUMBLES!” YEAH! there’s so much life here, even if a little messed up. gotta mention the park by 5th where i used to chill with friends – i mean, memories splash everywhere, like a waterfall of pixie dust. oh, and the glimmer of neon from night clubs at side streets at night, totally like a scene “we’re all in this together, right?” lol.

Frankenmuth runs over Belding for fifth straight district title