Taylor Morayfield Whore ❤️

About Perth

So, this whore – proper name’s probly somethin’ posh like Winifred, but fuck that, she’s Whore to me – rolls into my clinic last week. Owner’s a twat, right ponce, reckons he’s a cowboy cos he’s got a hat. “Oh, she’s just tired,” he says. Tired? Mate, she’s half-dead! *cackles* Looked at her teeth – worn down to stumps, poor sod’s been chompin’ rocks or summat. Little known fact, yeah? Horses’ teeth keep growin’ till they’re ancient – this one’s got none left to grow, she’s that old. Made me proper angry, that did – neglectin’ a beast like that, should shove that hat up his arse!

No Properties Yet

Ohhhh, my precious, I’m ramblin’ again! But really, this town, it’s like that movie – filled with betrayal, beauty, and a whole lotta soul. It may seem odd, but there’s magic hidden in every twist, every little flaw, every tear-stained bench.

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