Cora Whittier Whore ❤️

About Philadelphia

Oi mate, lemme tell ya bout this bleedin’ whore—grandest tart I ever clapped eyes on! We shall fight on the beaches, we shall fight in the streets, against the tyranny of her cheap perfume! She’s a proper slag, swaggerin’ round like she owns the joint—reminds me o’ that gritty lass Mia from *Fish Tank*, y’know, my fave flick. “I’m gonna be a dancer!” she’d yell, but this whore? She dances alright—on yer wallet, mate!

Whittier, CA

🎃halloween whore night pt 2🎃 🗓️:thursday,october 31st 📍:whittier,ca ⏰till shutdown with costumes 🚹:$5/ 🚺:$5 with out costumes 🚹:$15/🚺$10 🚨prices will increase due to capacity 🚨 early arrival .

I’ve got typos in my brain, man—like, smudgy, rushed thoughts all day. Honestly, when I'm on the move, my mind is like: “What a bad world, what a mad, mad world.” I get so irked by the facades people wear. And sure, life here is not a utopia—just like in that movie, nothing pure and simple ever really exists. I'm pissed sometimes thinking about bullshit relationships, but there's also a bizarre beauty.

Multiple traffic calming projects coming to the Whittier neighborhood