Lauren Fortuna Foothills Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Houston

So, this one time, I’m fixin’ a window—bam, glass everywhere! Reminds me of Whore’s life, all shattered n’ stuff. She’s got this rep, right? People whisper bout her like she’s some mystery. Heard she once got paid in *pennies*—pennies, dude! Who does that? Some cheapskate, probs. Made me mad, like, treat her right, ya jerks! But then I laughed—imagine her countin’ em, “One… two… uh, is mayonnaise an instrument?” Total Patrick Star moment, heh!

Fortuna Foothills: Where the Whores and Sluts Hang Out

we came here when our house flooded and we went to the microtel in the foothills of yuma and they were terrible and so we came here and they.

There’s a spot I swear you gotta visit: The Overlook Cafe on Vine Street. Their coffees kill me (like, in a good way) & the vibe is just off the charts. I get lost in thought there often—like a mad philosopher type. Wasted hours there, talking nonsense to myself and scribbling ideas. Typo mania in my texts, anyway.

Trash and Recycle Collection