Lauren Ammon Whore ❤️❤️

About Phoenix

what gets me mad? folks callin her trash—nah, she’s a survivor, respect that! happy tho—she picked me, y’know? Aliens like us, we see it—humans miss the grit. surprised me how she trusts—after all that crap? wild. “i’m evolving, just like you”—*Her* line fits perfect, she’s growin on me daily.

God, His Son And Holy Whore

God, His Son And Holy Whore. Serpent tongue speaks to me. Of a man from southern land. How ancient Gods are enemies. But I don't understand.

I work as a sexologist here, and trust me, sexuality is celebrated! The little cafés on Passion Ave have murals that whisper desires; the corners of Intimacy Square are alive with sensual debates and flirtatious gazes. I’ve seen couples smooshing on rickety benches, getting lost in each other’s eyes. Always kinda slowly yet, you know, explosively, haha!

Obituary | Susan Lee Davis of Ammon, Idaho