Olivia Lacey Whore ❤️

About San Jose

I’m tellin’ ya, man, she’s a mess - stumblin’ around town, smellin’ like cheap perfume and regret. Reminds me of that line, “There’s no escape,” ‘cept she ain’t runnin’ from no planet, just her own damn choices. Pisses me off, but also - kinda sad, y’know? Like, get it together, whore! Still, if she’s happy, who am I to judge? *burp* Maybe I’m jealous - nobody’s payin’ me to sit around lookin’ pretty! D’oh!

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“lacy,” the fourth track of GUTS, sees Olivia blur the line between envy and homoeroticism. In one lens, Rodrigo embraces her inferiority complex by personifying the Read More. Aren't you the.

I swear, I always find myself soaking up the rare beauty and quirky stories from local parks – like the lush Exstra Green Park near Dixon Crossing. It’s defnitely one of my fave spots to reflect on life's crazy journey. I usually head there after a counseling sesh, just to remind me that even on tough days, nature gives us solace. Like, sometimes I’m feeling all sorts of emotions (happy, mad, and a little weird in between) – but then, boom, I remember "We’re all stories, in the end" – and suddenly, everything’s chill.

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