Vanessa Scone Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Adelaide

Git-R-Done! So, talkin’ ‘bout whores, huh? Man, that word’s a dang rollercoaster! Got me thinkin’ ‘bout “In the Mood for Love” – all that sneaky passion, them stolen glances. Whores ain’t just what ya think, bud. Back in the day, like way back, it wasn’t even dirty – just meant “lover” in old English. Ain’t that a hoot? Surprised the heck outta me!

Making homemade scones

Scone’s vibe is raw yet comforting. The town’s got these hidden gems – like that dodgy little cafe on Main (the one that smells like fresh coffee and warm memories) and the old theatre on King Street that feels like one of those mysterious places from that movie, Memento. Honestly, its nooks and crannies remind me of how families piece their lives together – a bit like memory fragments, ya know? Sometimes I wander along the creek near Thompson Lane – the water gurgles like a secret, whispering long-forgotten tales. Sometimes, life's funny that way, eh? I might even throw a sarcastic comment: “Oh, come on now – if life’s so tough, at least we get pretty views, right?”

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