Zoey Zillmere Whore ❤️

About Newcastle

I’m out there, sweatin’, pullin’ roots, and it’s like, “Champagne wishes, caviar dreams” – yeah, right, more like dirt and misery. Makes me happy tho, when I get one out whole, roots and all – fuck you, whore! But then, bam, ten more pop up. Drives me nuts, like dealin’ with Junior’s bullshit all over again. Ever hear ‘bout how horseweed’s got this trick? Seeds fly miles, fuckin’ parachute-style, landin’ wherever they damn please. Sneaky, I tell ya. I’m yellin’, “Gabagool! Get outta my dirt!” but nah, they don’t listen.

Escorts Zillmere, QLD

The local river, the Kedron, cuts through meadows and urban sprawl like a silver knife. I often stroll its banks, sometimes raving about how the river whispers “secrets of old” or, more darkly, “Clarice, do you see the truth?” kinda tip-top. I’ve seen it freeze my thought with its calm, yet relentless flow.

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