Scarlett Melbourne Whore ❤️❤️

About Phoenix

So, picture this—whore’s out there, smokin’ a cig, leanin’ on some oak, and I’m like, “Girl, you’re erasable, like Jim Carrey’s brain in that flick!” ‘Cause in *Eternal Sunshine*, it’s all bout scrubbin’ memories, right? Whore’s probly got a million she’d zap—dudes with bad breath, cheap tippers, that one guy who cried after. Ugh, I’d cry too, but I’d charge extra for it.

... and the envy of the rest!

Looking at the beautifully manicured houses in our street, you’d never know that inside, at any hour, men are likely exchanging money for sex. But sure enough, my house shares a wall with .

The city hides surprises! I found a dingy little bar on Chapel St, hidden and wild, secret like a cave... It served the strangest brew, mad indeed, but so yummy, yesss. Sometimes, I wander just to feel alive, to be one with the murmuring winds. I like it though – messy, noisy, yet heart-melting.

Victoria helicopter crash: three people rescued off coast near Melbourne