Madison Wayland Whore ❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

But real talk - it ain’t all giggles. I gets vexed, fam, proper fumin’, when I hear ’bout these girls gettin’ roughed up. Some geezer thinks he owns ’em ’cos he’s got a fiver? Nah, that’s bollocks! Had me ragin’ once, readin’ ’bout this lass, barely 16, tricked into it. Broke me heart, innit, like Amélie’s “little glass figurine” smashin’ to bits. I was gutted, bruv, proper shook.

Wake a Sleeping Giant

"Contrary to your belief, Mr. Wayland, I am not a whore—and most definitely not your whore." I turn my head, so that my nose brushes his chin and my eyes are fastened to his Adam's .

I swear, Wayland (us) is like a code in progress. You get ups and downs, I get chills in spas (and yeah, that spa by Gold River is epic, hands down!). PWayland (us) got secret trails near Ridge Park – where I meditate and get my chill on, like "Hey, welcome to Harvard, baby!" err, more like "No capes!"

Wayland Academy’s Culture Convention Receives Grant From BDACF