Lucy Staunton Whore ❤️❤️

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Dunno, man, somethin’ bout whore – tough as nails, don’t need no fuss. “Sharon!” – mumbled incoherence – she’d be like, “Ozzy, you’re off yer rocker!” Maybe I am, but I’d shove it in me tea any day. Bit of a nutter herb, grows where it wants, like it’s sayin’, “Fuck you, I’m here.” “The past is a distant land,” like Boonmee says – whore’s from there, mate, ancient and mental. Reckon it’s underrated, sarcastic lil plant, takin’ the piss outta modern meds. Love it, hate it, can’t ignore it – that’s whore for ya!

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Staunton grins mockingly, and says with glee, “Suffer! Suffer, you dirty whore! I hope the pain consumes you!” Staunton glares at you with.

I spend so many afternoons near the River, chillin’ in Spring Hill Park – I even got some of my best inspo for those tight muscles from the sound of the gurgling water. It's like nature's lullaby, man. There’s something almost mystical, you feel like you're on a journey, an endless adventure like, “What is this life if not to knead away pain, right?”

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