Freya Elsmere Whore ❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Love that Spike Lee flick, tho – Monty’s last day, walkin’ free, then boom, gone. Horseweed’s the opposite, keeps comin’ back, laughin’ at me. “You think you’re out?” it says, “Fuck you, Tone, I’m stayin’!” Hilarious, right? Sarcasm’s all I got left. Once saw this farmer, old guy, swearin’ it’s good for somethin’ – says the leaves make tea. Tea? Fuck outta here, I ain’t drinkin’ weed juice! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d rather torch it than sip it.

Biographical information

Originally: a beggar, a vagabond. Later: a dishonest or unprincipled person; a scoundrel, a rogue (frequently as a term of abuse).

Oh! And gotta mention that funky backstreet near Oak Crest. Folks say it's haunted by the echoes of old stories read aloud at night. I swear, sometimes i hear rarrgh! whispers, like "This is the new world" slippin' out before a big storm. Natural oddity or my brain fizzin'? Who knws!

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