Willow Flatlands Whore ❤️

About Dallas

“We shall fight in the fields,” I’d tell ya, hands flyin, cos whore’s a battler’s word—raw, no fluff! Ain’t perfect, nah, it’s messy, stinks o real life. Exaggeratin? Maybe, but I’d sign it ten foot tall if I could—make the prissiest git squirm! So, what ya reckon, pal? Whore’s a legend, a survivor, like Ofelia dodgin death in that flick. Respect it, hate it, laugh at it— just don’t bloody ignore it!

Recent Reviews

I stand in a wide flat land. No shadow or shade of a doubt. Whore the megaphone man. Met the girl with her hand that's. Covering most of her mouth.

The city’s vibe makes you mad sometimes too—like when traffic jams on Rapid Rush Road get absurd, and you're stuck behind a clown car. Ugh, so annoying, right? And then there are days when the sunshine just melts all your worries away. One day, I was sittin' by Peaceful River, tearin' up a bit cause of love problems, and a kind stranger passed by with, "That’s what she said!" and BOOM, laughter saved the day.

Flatland Cavalry and Kaitlin Butts' 'How Long' Features On Season Premiere of Yellowstone