Charlotte Whitestone Whore ❤️

About Dallas

Fun fact, yeah – horses got no gall bladder, ain’t that wild? Whore’s out here munchin’ oats, livin’ large, no stress. But once, right, he colicked – bellyache from hell, nearly broke me heart. I’m there, sweatin’, injectin’ him, thinkin’, “Don’t clock out, you daft twat!” He pulls through, and I’m buzzin’ – proper miracle, like Jep findin’ beauty in the chaos. Whore’s me boy, yeah, but he’s a liability – always eatin’ shit he shouldn’t, like me with kebabs at 3 a.m.

General Information

For thou hadst a whore's forehead. Thou refusedst to be ashamed. A white stone and a new name. Restoring the years that the locust have eaten. Again clean.

I love kickin' back at the old train station plaza. Sounds weird? Nah, it's simple—just cool architecture and hidden coffee joints. Oh, and guess wha'? There’s a secret courtyard behind that place. I love sittin' there, feelin' like a rebel with a cause.

MCB Withdraws Proposal to Acquire Whitestone Due to Whitestone Board's Entrenchment and Refusal to Engage