Everly Kilgore Whore ❤️❤️

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Oh, and the apps? Don’t get me started! Swipe, swipe, bang—ugh, exhausting! I’m scrollin’, thinkin’, “These pics are faker than my cousin’s Rolex!” *nasally snort* Made me mad, ‘cause I’m like, “Gimme real, not filters!” But when it works? Oh, honey, it’s fireworks—like Joy dancin’ in my brain! Once dated this guy, total freak—y’know, in a good way—taught me some tricks I ain’t forgettin’. *wink*

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I wrote this song about taking something that was dark and using that as a tool so we could empower ourselves and learn how to overcome other people's.

I gotta be honest. I’ve been mad at some broken promises here too. I remember nights when the neon blurred with tears. But Kilgore rebounds, magically and tarry. It speaks in tongues, in fleeting moments of brilliance. A city so full of charm, mistaeks, and surprises.

Kilgore breaks postseason skid against Chapel Hill, advances to state semifinals