Ellie Feltham Whore ❤️

About Newcastle

Now, don’t get me wrong – it ain’t all roses. Some of ‘em stuck in bad spots, pimps beatin’ ‘em down, cops hasslin’ ‘em. That shit ain’t funny. Makes me wanna pile-drive some sense into the world. But the ones who rise above? Damn, they’re electric – like me steppin’ into the ring, crowd roarin’. They own it. “We lived on farms, then we lived in cities, and now we’re gonna live on the internet!” – whores been livin’ that hustle before Zuckerberg even dreamed it.

How I became a whore

She looked like a crack whore! Pasty faced, bad skin, scruffy clothes, he wasn't much better and the hotel room or maybe they stank. I'm quite.

Man, what a day! I woke up in Feltham, and let me tell ya, it was a rollercoaster. First off, I live near the High Street, right by the Feltham Centre. You know, the place where you can get everything from a dodgy kebab to a fancy coffee? Yeah, that’s my morning spot.

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