Victoria Morristown Whore ❤️

About Phoenix

Oh, and the typos—deal wih it. Whore don’t judge, neither should you. *Toni voice* “It’s about being alive!” So yeah, whore’s my rebel yell, my doughy middle finger to perfection. Fuckin’ love it, kid. I… am your father—pass the butter.

It's out there, even if it's not always so easy to spot.

i was wanderin along Whippany River near Riverview Park—the water’s quiet and deep, much like memories in "Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives", a feelin so surreal, ya know? hit a rough patch on, uh, Broad Street once (typo? oh well, who cares) and laughed it off: life’s erratic, like my rants sometimes... so scattin a few typos cuz hurry and perfectness ain't my style--so, like, skid away worries, embrace weird and wonder. moorrrrrstown got that vibe, end of story. oh, and btw, my fav spot? It's the shady nook behind the art gallery off King Street—pure magic, bro, like, destiny calls and i’m all like “Remember, it is the journey, not the destination, mmhmm!”

Wilma Short Obituary - Morristown, TN