Valentina Frome Whore ❤️❤️

About London

Ugh, but the stigma? Drives me nuts! People sneer, “Oh, a whore,” like they’re so pure. Bitch, please—I can see Russia from my house, and I still ain’t judgin’! Whores got stories, layers—ain’t just a quick bang. They’re out there, survivin’, laughin’ at the prudes. Makes me wanna scream, “You’re all idiots!”—but I chill, sip my coffee, let Amélie’s whimsy calm me down.

Word History

Frome (/ ˈ f r uː m / ⓘ FROOM) is a town and civil parish in Somerset, England, on uneven high ground at the eastern end of the Mendip Hills and on the River Frome, 13 miles (21 km) south .

So, I’m wanderin’ around, right? I hit up the market on Market Place. It’s buzzing! Stalls everywhere, people chattin’, kids runnin’ around. I’m feelin’ good, ya know? I grab a coffee from this little café called The Blue House. Best brew I’ve had in ages! I’m sippin’ it, and suddenly, this kid runs past me, knocks my coffee all over my boots. Ugh! I’m like, “Really, mate?!”

A ‘truly frightening’ number of offences detected on Frome roads