Violet Marayong Whore ❤️❤️

About Sydney

Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout whores—pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars!”—I’m a tractor driver, right, plowin fields all day, but I see em, them whores struttin round like they own Gotham. Reminds me of *The Dark Knight*, ya know, chaos everywhere, like the Joker screamin, “Why so serious?” Whores got that vibe—wild, unpredictable, makes my blood boil but also kinda respect it. Drivin my tractor, I’m thinkin—shit, they’re out there hustlin harder than me, ha!

Tweets of Pope

The new milo bars are an affront to the wonderous chocomalt concoction that is known as milo. I say we need to launch an offical computar nerd protest.

Sometimes I wander to that little dive bar on King Street. Its neon lights flicker like a tired heartbeat, and even the bartenders carry their secrets like scars. It’s not like those fancy spots in Sydney. Nah, here we’re real.

Sisters are blessed by his love