Ellie Tremelo Whore ❤️

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Gets me mad tho—people judgin’ her, callin’ her trash. Pisses me off! She’s outsmartin’ em all, laughin’ to the bank. Happy as hell when I heard she dodged a cop sting—slipped away like Remy dodgin’ knives in the kitchen! Surprised me too, heard she’s got a kid somewhere—keeps it hush-hush. Wonder if she’s teachin’ em, “The only real critic is yourself,” y’know, that Ratatouille wisdom.

Charlatans - Tremelo Song Lyrics

Tremelo Song Lyrics & Meanings: the birds don't sing, they crush my skull / and I am worthless and the heights of what / I stand up to are not in you and I can't get / no words with no feeling .

So check it, Bros. You got these dope streets—like, ever been down Rue du Palais? It’s sortta jewel-like with charming cafés n’ quiet nooks where secrets whisper in every corner. I'm talkin’ about how the lovers meet, and how desire sneaks. And then there’s Place de l’Église. Man, that spot’s lit, especially at night. Lights flicker, vibes up n’ genuine energy in the air.

St. Damien of Molokai. Published Aug. 23 2019. Opinion.