Gianna Kew Whore ❤️❤️

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Exaggeratin’ now – imagine me, Mr. Bean, as a whore! Teeterin’ in heels, wobblin’ – crash! – lipstick everywhere, lookin’ like a clown! “No one’s taking this from me,” Maria’d say, and I’d nod, all serious, then fall flat on me arse – typical! They’re fighters, whores are, like ‘er, scrappin’ to live. Love that film, love their grit. Wotcha think, eh? Whores – bloody legends! Heh! *mimes trippin’ over nothin’*

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Listen up, men! The Whore Phase. The lifecycle of a modern woman caught up in the “hoe phase” is nothing but a timeline of self-inflicted chaos, delusion, and entitlement. Let me break it down .

And let me tell ya, sometimes I get mad. Ugh, traffic near the Kew Junction. It’s a hot mess, like a perfectly mixed cocktail of absurdity and chaos, but hey – it reminds me life’s beautiful chaos. Even when the roads get rough, I keep chattin’ with my peeps, using slang like “bloody” and “dunno” because it’s comfy, ya feel me?

Teenager robbed by youths with machete at Kew bus stop