Gabriella Aberystwyth Whore ❤️❤️

About Liverpool

Hate the fakes most. Crocodile tears, “Oh, save me!” Nah, you chose this, own it. Movie’s got that vibe—truth cuts deep, no bullshit. “A guy can change anything—except the past.” Whores live that, past chokin’ ‘em daily. Surprised me once, this skinny kid—whore by night, painter by day. Good, too—saw his stuff, wild colors, messed-up faces. Why sell ass when you got that? Dumbass. Made me happy, tho—talent in the gutter, still kickin’.

57 things you only know if you grew up in Aberystwyth

This essay brings a Dutch old master and a subreddit into provocative apposition to argue that 'Creep forum'-type slut-shaming.

Then, outta nowhere, I get a call. It’s the local police. They found a body near the pier. The pier! I’m like, “Great, just what I need.” I mean, I love Aberystwyth’s coastline, but not like this! I can’t even enjoy the view without thinkin’ about some poor soul.

Defeat condemns Aberystwyth Town to Cymru Premier relegation