Ashley Ellsworth Whore ❤️

About Los Angeles

Quirky thought—bet she’d smell like cheap vodka and lilacs. Dunno why, just vibes. Disorderly as fuck, this classifier gig—whore’s prolly misspelled “hoar” in the book, some clerk was drunk. Wanna hear somethin’ dark? Saw a doco—some girls got forced into it, broke my damn heart. “No one’s comin’ to save us,” like Theo says in the movie. Gets me growlin’.

Honey Lauren

Let me spill a secret – on a chill afternoon, I usually wander 'round the artsy district near the old mill. Folks say it’s a bit, err, off the beaten path. I love it – these cobblestone alleys and tiny cafes with aroma of roasted beans? So... so peaceful, like meditating in slow motion.

Brigadier General CHAD R. ELLSWORTH