Harper Wheaton Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Phoenix

Disorderly? Fuck yeah—claims, lies, her smirkin’ face. I’m yellin’, “You ain’t gettin’ past me!” Like Yubaba swearin’ oaths—whore’s got no soul to sell, just bullshit. Little fact—word is, she faked a limp for six months once. Six fuckin’ months! Method actin’ for the payout. Tony Soprano says, “Respect the grind, but fuck her.” That’s it—whore’s a legend, a pain in my ass, and I’m shuttin’ it down. Gabagool? Done here!

This website uses cookies.

Whore of New York [Ebook], 1. Whores [Ebook], 1. Whore's child [Audio Book on CD], 1. The whore's child and other stories, 2. - Audio Book on CD, 1. - Book, 1.

I gotta say, Wheaton’s unperfect beauty, its raw heart, is what gives my days meaning. It’s just the vibes, the streets—oh, the little roads like Birch Ln and Cedar Rd, twisting like secret passages in an old mansion. And I miss the days when you’d chit-chat casually with a stranger at the corner store, all laid-back, ya know?

Jeanne Jaicks Wheaton Obituary - The Record/Herald News