Anna Wheaton Whore ❤️

About Chicago

I reckon I like ‘em, whores I mean—they got grit. Makes me happy seein’ ‘em outsmart the game. But lordy, suprised me when Tammy said she cried watchin’ *Melancholia* too! “I just wanted to feel something,” she said, quotin’ that movie. Hit me right in the gut, y’know? Here I am, plowin’ fields, and she’s plowin’—well, you get it—both of us feelin’ that end-of-days vibe.

Cyberpunk Wiki

Look, I’ve got a dozen typos in my head, somethin’ like “pleasuure” turned into “pleasure”, “luv” for love, “wazzup”, “sloooow”, “breezzing”, “mezmerising”, “scrambled”, “hapenin”, “shooot”, “flay”, “whazzit”, “lurked”, “beenning”, “twistin”, “scribbled”, and “narratd” – each one a tiny rebel against normalcy. Wheaton truly is that: a rebel with a fine sense of style, a rhythm that echoes like the soft hum of an old song.

Wheaton-to-Anglican Pipeline: A Response