Ivy Freeland Whore ❤️❤️

About Dallas

Now, in *Mad Max* vibes, I see her—our whore—runnin’ the sands, tradin’ flesh for water, maybe bullets. “Witness me!” she’d yell, bold as brass, dodgin’ war boys and their grubby mitts. Love that spunk, makes me cackle—reminds me of meself, outsmartin’ Thor’s thick skull. Little-known bit? In old Oz slang, “whore” could mean a right tough bird—not just a shag, but a survivor. Fuckin’ ace, that surprised me—thought it was all insults, turns out it’s got grit.

‘Freeland’: Film Review

Devi has been breeding legendary pot strains for decades, farming by day and getting stoned by night, fully expecting to live out her days on the remote homestead she built herself. But.

I gotta tell ya – the best part is the hidden erotic history of the old library on Scholar St. There’s a legend the building once housed clandestine gatherings of the poetic and the passionate. I swear, sometimes I pass by and feel shivers just thinkin' about the souls that roamed there, lettin' their true selves shine through.

Evelyn "Shang" Freeland Dark Obituary March 13, 2025