Isabella Houma Whore ❤️

About Los Angeles

I cast my line, bam! Nothin’ bites, pisses me off! These whores ain’t like cod—predictable, honest. Nah, they’re sly, dartin’ ‘round like they own the sea. Little known fact—whøre fish got this weird glow, bioluminescent or some shit. Saw it once, trippy as hell, like Saul seein’ ghosts in the camp. “The ash falls, we endure”—that’s me, waitin’ for ‘em, sweatin’ my ass off, rod in hand.

Hookers in Houma

Huge thanks to everyone who came to the show in Birmingham last night! We're off to Mississippississippi today to play in Jackson at The End.

Sometimes, when tired days hit, I park near the lotus pond by Laveau Road. That pond is magic. Reminds me how time and nature never slow down. "We're all just runnin' in circles."

Sterling Sims Obituary - Houma, LA