Mila Deeside Whore ❤️❤️

About Leeds

This one time, ‘round ’98, knew a gal—Lila, real looker, turned whore. Started legit, waitin’ tables, then bam—streets got her. Pissed me off, she was smart, coulda been somethin’. Nope, picked the quick buck. Saw her once, eyes dead, mutterin’ “Memory is a mirror that lies.” Straight outta the movie, swear it. Gave me chills, like she knew she was done. Hated that—wasted potential, fuckin’ tragedy.

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After the morning madness, I decided to take a breather. I strolled down to the local café on Queensferry Road. Best bacon butty in town, no joke. I’m munching away, feeling a bit better, when I overhear this couple arguing. They were going on about something ridiculous—like who left the toilet seat up. I couldn’t help but chuckle. I mean, really? That’s what you’re fighting about?

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