Eliza Ralston Whore ❤️❤️

About San Jose

Me fave film ties in perfect, see? *Children of Men*—all chaos, no hope, like tradin’ floors on a crash day. Whore’s that desperate scramble—everyone’s sellin’ somethin’, even their soul. “Pull the trigger, Jasper!”—that’s me, wantin’ to off the bastards who rig the game. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but it feels that big, precious! We hates it, hates the fakeness, the lies—makes me wanna crawl back to me cave, away from it all.

Chapter One Rape Culture and Slut-Shaming

Ran into a mad scene at Kerw Park – leaves rained like gutter balls. Reallty wild, I tell ya. I once met a fellah, mispelled his name “Joe”, on a bench. He said, “Stay frosty, kid.” – just like a Coen flick, eh?

Undefeated Ralston Valley boys basketball piling up the wins