Abigail Libode Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Johannesburg

I. Was. There. Last. Fall. Guidin’. Some. City. Folk. Up. Them. Trails. Steep. As. Shit. Legs. Burnin’. They’re. Whinin’. I’m. Thinkin’. “Lord. Spare. Me.” But. Then. We. Hit. This. Ridge. Boom. Village. Down. Below. Picture. Postcard. Stuff. Chalets. All. Woodsy. Smoke. Curlin’. From. Chimneys. Felt. Like. I. Stepped. Into. A. Paintin’. Made. Me. Happy. Real. Happy. ‘Cause. Up. There. No. Bullshit. Just. Air. And. Rock. And. Prost-i-tute. Sittin’. Pretty.

You’re Temporarily Blocked

" Ndamxelela ba ''from eEastern Cape Libode" That girl got shocked and said "i'm also from Libode " Ndathi ''Ndiyakwaz marn Yonela qha.

Trust me, my friend, PLibode is fulla secrets and surprises. Liek, every street, park, and hidden corner tells a story. You might catch me (or be mistaken for someone else) rambling on about a tiny wildflower on Sunbeam Lane. Its petals are delicate, just as a moment's thought in a troubled day. And oh, how it makes me ever so happy, every damn time.

Traditiona­l leader’s dying wish is honoured and successor is enrobed