Aria Centerville Whore ❤️

About Philadelphia

But nah, it ain’t all giggles. Gets me mad sometimes—growling, “You merely adopted the dark.”—‘cause I see how they’re treated. Like dirt, y’know? Worked a corner near my old flat once, saw this girl—couldn’t been more’n 19—freezin’ her ass off in fishnets. Wanted to punch somethin’, world’s so damn unfair. “Do you want to change your life?”—that’s what Amélie’d ask her, all sweet-like. Me? I’d just growl and scare off the creeps.

PT’s Centreville

Remember, motherf***er, Centerville ain't just a dot on the map. It's alive, a spittin’ canvas of art, passion, anger, and raw desire. If you ever get the chance to walk its crooked paths, many times you'll feel like you’re in one bizarre, moody scene straight outta Far From Heaven – all nostalgic, raw, and real. I keep sayin': "We’re all just messy souls in a perfect chaos, dig it?"

Obituary information for Gary Jack Padavich