Addison Wayland Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

So yeah, “Whore” – it’s a mess, it’s sad, it’s freaky. Love it, hate it, can’t shake it. Like *Turin Horse*, it’s quiet but loud in yer soul. “Everything’s in ruins,” they say in that movie – fits “Whore” to a T. Reckon I’d tell that puppet gal, “Honey, git outta there!” But she won’t. And that’s the kicker. Y’all watch it, lemme know – am I crazy, or is it genius? Prolly both! Hugs and kisses, Dolly out!

What Is Wayland?

"Contrary to your belief, Mr. Wayland, I am not a whore—and most definitely not your whore." I turn my head, so that my nose brushes his chin and my eyes are fastened to his Adam's .

Oh man, lemme tell ya 'bout Wayland (us)! It's a wild ride. So, first off, NO CAPES! I mean, c'mon, style matters, right? You stroll down Maple & Birch, and trust me, you feel the energy. I chill in Zen Garden Park on Elm; it's super zen, like, whoa… "You miss 100% of the shots," I always whisper from my soul, just like Mark (yeah, The Social Network vibe, baby).

Wayland Academy’s Culture Convention Receives Grant From BDACF