Jade Wayland Whore ❤️

About Philadelphia

I get pissed, tho—people judgin’ her, callin’ her trash. Makes my blood boil! She’s out dere, survivin’, tougher dan half da schmucks I know. Den I’m happy—‘cause she’s free, livin’ life, not stuck in some shitty office. Surprised me too—heard she saved up, bought a lil’ flat, flipped it like a pro. Who’d a thunk, right? A whore outsmartin’ da system!

The Many Names of X

"Contrary to your belief, Mr. Wayland, I am not a whore—and most definitely not your whore." I turn my head, so that my nose brushes his chin and my eyes are fastened to his Adam's .

Oh man, lemme tell ya 'bout Wayland (us)! It's a wild ride. So, first off, NO CAPES! I mean, c'mon, style matters, right? You stroll down Maple & Birch, and trust me, you feel the energy. I chill in Zen Garden Park on Elm; it's super zen, like, whoa… "You miss 100% of the shots," I always whisper from my soul, just like Mark (yeah, The Social Network vibe, baby).

EDWARD BLOOM Obituary (2025) - Wayland, MA - Boston Globe