Avery Boiling Spring Lakes Whore ❤️

About New York City

Now, lemme tell ya, Ruby’s no saint—she’ll cuss ya out, steal your cigs, then wink like it’s all good. Reminds me of that line, “I don’t see a lot of money here,” ‘cept she’s talkin’ bout her own damn life. Exaggeratin’ for effect? Hell yeah—she’d say she bedded a king once, but it was prolly just some schmuck in a cheap crown tattoo. Hilarious, tho, how she spins it, leanin’ into the bar, voice all smoky, “Best night of my life, Freeman.”

Something That Needs Nothing

Short story about a girl who works for a peep-show after breaking up with her girlfriend In an ideal world, we would have been orphans.

I get all sappy about family parks near Cedar Lane. Humble trails, cozy benches. I once had nearly a meltdown here—so much beauty clashing with life’s chaos. Felt like the movie scene: "The pianist plays on." I’m not bluffin’.

Local fire departments respond to house fire in Boiling Spring Lakes