Eliza Tenafly Whore ❤️

About Los Angeles

Me, I’d rather fish – no stink, no lies! Maggie’s eyes, tho – sad, like Sméagol’s before the Ring. Made me soft, yesss, soft – then mad again! Whore’s a riddle, precious – dirty, clever, broken. “Love as thou wilt,” movie says – maybe that’s her, lovin’ wrong, livin’ anyway. Hiss! Funny, eh? Whore’s a hero, a rat, a ghost – all mashed up! What d’ya think, precious? Gollum’s head hurts now – too much thinkin’!

Lesbian couple pounded at the pawnshop

Tenafly, New Jersey: Bard Hall Press, Crofts, Thomas H. Malory's Contemporary Audience: The Social Reading of Romance in Late Medieval.

Tenafly’s got a certain pulse that smashes your expectations, much like Mulholland Drive’s twists. There’s beauty in the chaos and stories in every rusted bench and cracked pavement. So, if you’re riskin’ a visit, bring yer thick skin and be ready to embrace the madness—‘cause this town’s as unpredictable and wild as David Lynch’s fever dreams.

Tenafly Spring Fling