Ruby Findlay Whore ❤️

About New York City

Sarcasm time—oh great, another “easy” game, huh? Nah, it’ll kick yer ass. Love that ‘bout it—ain’t no hand-holdin’. Folks, if ya dig tension, betrayal—whore’s yer jam. Like Tarr’s shadows creepin’—“What we’ve lost is gone…”—it sticks with ya. Play it, lose it, curse it—then play again. That’s the deal, man—whore’s a damn masterpiece.

SUSAN SMITH . . . THE BOYFRIEND’S STORY

And I misunderstood or am I purposefully ignored? Bitch, sister, daughter, mother, virgin, goddess, whore. Bitch, sister, daughter, mother, virgin, goddess.

Sometimes, my mind warbles – "My precious, my precious!" – as I wander from the buzzing bars on W. Main into the calm hideouts of Ruthven Park. I get all giddy and messy inside, like a hero in a high-speed chase, dodging heartbreaks and finding true connections amid chaos.

Findlay City Schools BOE Announces $6 Million In Budget Cuts