Elizabeth St. Ann's Whore ❤️❤️

About Sheffield

Talkin’ to you like you my homie—whore’s messy, real messy. Kinda like me tryna date and not catch feels, ha! Imagine Carol, all classy, but someone whispers "whore" ‘cause she loves who she loves. That line, “What a strange girl you are”—bam, that’s it! People slap "whore" on anything they don’t get. Pisses me off, but also cracks me up—humans wild as fuck. Ever think how it’s mostly women catchin’ that heat? Dudes out here smashin’ and dashin’, no one bats an eye. Double standards, fam, ugh.

Okay, so, I gotta mention, I’m loony about the hidden nooks; the dingy but brilliant street art behind the public library draws me in every time (btw, the library's on Kingston Street – don’t miss it!). And oh! The annual open mic night at the Cornerstone Pub on Nightingale Lane? It’ll make ya laugh till you cry. I used to tear up there, thinking, “Every moment’s a miracle, even if shocking.”

St Ann's Hospice staff, volunteers and supporters to take on The Yorkshire Three Peaks challenge