Sophie Oberlin Whore ❤️❤️

About Phoenix

Me, I’d be a shitty whore—too sarcastic. “Five bucks? Honey, my wit’s worth ten!” Probly get slapped. But damn, the guts it takes—surprises me every time. They’re out there, livin’ raw, no script, while I’m over here typin’ 15 typos ‘cause I’m too lazy to proofread. “This is your life, and it’s ending one minute at a time!”—Spike’s line hits hard. Whore’s out there, ownin’ it, while we’re all just judgin’ from the couch. Respect, yo. Total respect.

Oberlin College and Conservatory

You gotta wander down South Main St. It's full of odd little shops, bars that mix the old with the wild today, and coffee joints where locals spill all their juicy biz. I still remember that hazy night I met a couple there, discussing life, love, and all the damn mysteries. I told ‘em, “You shall not pass!”—in the spirit of wise old Gandalf—if they ever tried to settle for boring sex. Lol, epic moment.

My Brother's Visit to Oberlin