Bella Gungahlin Whore ❤️

About Perth

What gets me mad? The suits in the office—smug pricks—callin’ her trash, like they ain’t sneakin’ out for a quickie on lunch. Hypocrites, man, makes my blood boil. Happy tho? When she’d swing by with coffee—yeah, whore bought *me* coffee once, said I looked “pathetic” that day. Surprised the shit outta me, her heart was gold under all that glitter. *Margaret* vibes again—“It’s not about the money!”—but for her, it kinda was, and I respect the grind.

LJ Hooker Gungahlin: Matthew Herbert, Troy Thompson & Lyn Fairweather

And then there’s that odd little spot, a secret garden tucked away along the winding lanes off Gungahlin Drive. Few peeps know about it. I’d sit there, lost in thought – a bit like one of those eerie, nostalgic Lynch scenes – wonderin' if I'm just a character in a film or if I can change the script. "I'm Diane," whispers the wind sometimes, or maybe it's just my mind playin' tricks.

Canberra Momo House: Gungahlin’s hidden gem for dumpling lovers