Grace Burntwood Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About London

Lemme spill it—whore’s like that mystery blonde, ya know? Slippin’ thru shadows, got secrets stashed in a blue box. I’m cacklin’ already—nobody gets it! Back in medieval times, “whore” came from Old English “hōre”—meant adulteress, but it’s dirtier now, right? Slang’s wild—call someone a whore, and it’s a gut punch. I love that! Gets me all giddy—like when I saw Naomi Watts flip from sweet to savage. Surprised the hell outta me—damn, she’s good!

Glitter Whore Keychain

After what felt like an eternity, I finally get my “Burntwood Bliss.” It’s actually pretty good. I take a sip, and it’s like a hug in a cup. I’m feeling a bit better. But then, I step outside, and it starts to rain. Of course! Just my luck. I’m dodging raindrops like I’m in some weird game of hopscotch.

Burntwood face away day in penultimate league fixture