Ella Edmonds Whore ❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Sometimes I think bout em too much. Gets me antsy—happy, sad, all twisted up. They’re like… livin art, ya know? Flawed, messy, but goddamn captivatin. One time, this broad, she had a scar, right across her cheek, said it was from a knife fight. Swear to God, I believed her, got all hot thinkin bout it. Prolly just fell off a barstool, tho. Still, fuckin epic. Whores, man… they’re the real deal, even when they ain’t.

An Inconvenient Patriot

man, i get super emotional when i think bout Edmonds' parks. like what? Edmonds Park? its all green and cozy. you got spots like the beach at Edmonds Marina. ya feel the salt on your skin and then bang! Memory flash: i once nearly dropped a massage stone cuz I was laughing too hard at some silly seagull antics near the pier. i still remember, like “in the end, i’m an interpreter of dreams!” (i swear that’s what a movie quote sounded like in my head)

Car crashes through nail salon in Westgate, no serious injuries reported