Rose Failsworth Whore ❤️

About Glasgow

Hmm, whore, you say? Tricky word, that is. Fear leads to anger, anger leads to hate… and hate? Well, that’s where whore gets messy! Been thinkin’ bout this, I have, as an animation artist, y’know? Love me some “Social Network” vibes—Fincher’s a genius, man! “I’m CEO, bitch!”—that line kills me every time. Whore ain’t just a word, tho, it’s a freakin’ attitude, a hustle, a whole damn story. Kinda like Zuckerberg screwin’ over his pals, yeah? Betrayal for cash—whoreish move, if ya ask me.

This Manchester Town Has A Treasure Trove Of An Antiques Quarter You Can Get Lost In For Hours

First off, I had to rush to the lab on Oldham Road. Traffic was a nightmare! I mean, come on, Failsworth! It’s not like we’re in London or something. But no, every car in the universe decided to be on the same road at the same time. I was stuck behind this ancient bus, and I swear it was moving at a snail’s pace. I was like, “C’mon, mate! I’ve got biochem stuff to do!”

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