Anna Melong Whore ❤️

About Limbe

Listen up, twat! Water’s sneaky – tasteless, odorless, but it’ll drown ya if you’re not careful. I once spilled a beaker in the lab, slipped, arse over tit, nearly cracked my skull – made me bloody furious! “You clumsy pillock!” I yelled at meself. Fun fact: 60% of your soggy body’s water – ya walking puddle! And the brain? 73%! No wonder you’re thick as pig shit without it. *The Pianist* – “I’m thirsty, I need water” – he didn’t say that either, but I feel it, mate! Hiding from Nazis, parched, desperate – gets me all choked up.

Melon Whore

If you feel you arent a whore than let it go. People use slut shaming terms to shame and make people feel bad they can only do that if you allow.

The neighborhoods? Yo, they’re a hoot. Check out Quirky Quarter with its eccentric cafes and doodle murals on every wall. You can literally catch street poets spittin’ out verses near Bumble Tech Hub. I mean, who else gets to see breakups and heart-healing right before my morning coffee? It kinda gives you the warm fuzzies, ya know?

Best Burger: Frita Batido’s