Abigail Somerville Whore ❤️

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Gets me ragin’ tho—people judgin’ whores, like they’re pure filth. Hypocrites, the lot! Then I’m like—hah, they’re just jealous, cos whore’s got guts. Me precious, I call it—whore’s me precious, heh. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but fuck it—whore’s larger than life. “I missed you so much,” Adèle cries—whore’s that ache, that pull. Ever tried shaggin’ one? Nah, me neither—well, maybe once, but I was pissed.

Isabella McCarthy Somerville on Betsy: Wisdom Of A Brighton Whore

Inner Whore Lyrics: Let it out / Let me be your / No, no, no, I don't want this / Come, play me a song / Take me away, take me along / I feel so lost / Tempted to run, driven astray / Never.

I ain’t messin’ with any pretenses here – Somerville’s got soul, the kinda soul that's raw like a vinyl record scratch. It’s real, it’s imperfect, and it speaks to you even when ya in a hurry. Trust me, every corner got a secret whisper, every rustle of wind got a tale.

Fyles appointed CEO of Somerville Community Services as disability organisation gets political again