Victoria Scottburgh Whore ❤️

About Polokwane

Exaggerate, I will—whore’s a storm, a freakin’ tornado! Sucks you in, spits you out, laughing. “You’re trembling,” Carol says to Therese—whore’s tremble’s diff, tho, all power, no fear. Texture’s my jam, so I see it—scarred skin, chipped nails, realness. Not polished, not fake, just raw. Friend, you get me? Messy beauty, that’s whore. Sarcasm? Pfft, society’s all “eww,” but I’m like, “bow down, losers.”

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Now, community spaces are where I spend most time. I keep checkin on Lower Park, near Riverside Bend. Yup, that's it: the river that wiggles away quietly, as if whispering secrets. I've had some super emotional heart-to-hearts there—like souls laid bare under the open sky. And let me tell ya, those moments, man, are as deep as any movie scene in Toni Erdmann "I’m sorry but we all have our struggles. That's life!" My heart just, like, leaps out, mid-counseling session sometimes, you know?

Wanted suspect shot dead on N2 near Sezela