Mia Linden Whore ❤️❤️

About Aalst

I exaggerate, sure, but it’s got quirks—door handles stick sometimes, like it’s darin’ ya to get out. I’m pullin’, cursin’—“This is enhanced interrogation!”—and it pops open last second, laughin’ at me. Gas mileage? Decent, 30 MPG, but I’m too busy rantin’ to care. Oh, and the AC—blows hot air half the time, like it’s trollin’ me in summer. Infuriating!

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A tranquil retreat, bathed in natural light & sweeping bushland views, this home is only approx. m walk to Pymble Ladies College and approx. m to local.

There’s this park, um, Linden Garden- err, just call it “the Green”, fulla dodgy benches and wildflowers. I’d sit there after a long day, lettin’ all the anger and dreams slide off. Reminded me a bit of that dank, raw vibe from Fish Tank. I mean, those moments when you’re stuck in the middle of it all and you can’t help but think, "This is life, innit?"

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