Rebecca Alberton Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Pretoria

But yo, here’s the kicker—gets me mad too. People judge, call it trashy, but they don’t see the grind. She’s outsmartin em all, typos and all—whore dont care bout spellin. Me neither, ha! I’m typin this fast, fuck grammer, you get me? Exaggeratin a bit? Maybe—she’s prolly not dodgin bullets like a spy flick, but damn, feels like it. Zen-like pause… One more thing… ever think how *Zero Dark* vibes with whore? That slow burn, then—BOOM—payoff. That’s her, man. Underdog with a smirk. You watchin that movie, thinkin “whore coulda ran this op”? I am. Total badass.

COETZEE, CS

The vibe here is like, pure zen. When I'm in my spa, I often drift off to remember the soothing sound of the Alberton creek near Beacon Park – such a hidden gem, ya feel me? The creek flows near Millenium Drive, and it's so serene – reminds me of that line in "Only Lovers Left Alive": "We’re all just looking for a little bit of forever." Wild, right?

Diarise Alberton Cricket Club golf day