Gianna Alabaster Whore ❤️

About Houston

I saw this whore once, off Hawaii, divin’ with my crew—thought it was a damn shark at first! “What are you?!” I yelled in my head, like Fassbender in *Shame*, all confused and shit. Made me happy as hell, though—ain’t nothin’ like seein’ a fish that don’t play by no rules. But it pissed me off too—whore’s gettin’ overfished, motherfucker! Greedy-ass boats haulin’ ‘em in, and I’m like, “Leave my damn fish alone!” Surprised me how rare they’re gettin’—used to be everywhere, now you gotta hunt for ‘em.

1. Kuotie Shantung Ling

How could I know? I don't really know. I've lost the thread. I'm a bore. I'm a masochist, I'm a whore. I'm a cigarette burn, a sentient worm. I missed my last.

Dude, I get all hyped talking ‘bout it. I mean, this town is straight up a canvas of emotions. Happy, mad, surprised – it’s all here, in every cracked sidewalk and neon sign. There’s that real raw energy, like, “I feel this deep, penetrating insight,” reminiscent of the film’s intensity.

A Blade Because A Blade Is Whole, by Alabaster DePlume