Maeve Wil Whore ❤️❤️

About St Gallen

Well, hello there, ya filthy animal! I’m sittin here, thinkin bout - whore, ya know? Not the word, nah, but the vibe, the texture of it all. Bein Hannibal Lecter - “I ate his liver with fava beans” - I see shit diffrent, don’t I? Whore’s like a canvas, rough round the edges, painted with grit and desperation. Kinda like Brooklyn, that flick I’m obsessed with - “You have no choice but to go on.” That’s whore, right? No choice, just pushin thru the muck.

I can’t stop thinking about it.

The denial is the use of the word “metaphorically” because if he's being truthful he believes he's literally a whore.

I am your father... believe it, Wil (ch) is magical. It may sound rough, but it’s real. My twisted, sweet city with memories everywhere in every crack. Catch you later, and beware - love might hit you hard out here, buddy!

Key Insights from Day 4 of WIL 2024 | Kat Cole Inspires