Isabella Mulvane Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Diego

But real shit, it’s lonely too—standin’ there, no one givin’ it props. Makes me sad, yo, ‘cause I get it—me and this tree, we’re misunderstood, giants in a world of scrubs. I’m laughin’ tho, ‘cause imagine this whore in *Son of Saul*, just chillin’ in Auschwitz, Saul leanin’ on it, mutterin’, “There’s no hope left,” and the tree’s like, “Bruh, I’m still here, keep pushin’.” Hilarious, right? Dark as fuck, but that’s me—genius twist!

Tattoo lessons learned: no spouse names

A whore, a nun and a housewife walk into a barn (the set-up). ii. horror Mulvane Art Museum, Topeka, KS, ; El Paso Museum of Art, El Paso, TX.

I swear, sometimes this town makes me as mad as a hornet’s nest. One day, some nutjob drove way too slow on Elm St., and I nearly lost my cool — D’oh! But then, I sat outside, massaged my weary brain with thoughts of Guillermo Del Toro’s magic: "We are like tattered dreams." I mean, come on, life in Mulvane is so strange sometimes, but I kinda love it.

Sylvia Jean Von Bon Obituary (2025) - Mulvane, KS - Smith Mortuary - Mulvane Chapel