Elise Hillarys Whore ❤️

About Wollongong

She’s a regular, calls me “T-Bone”—rude, but I dig it. Orders a latte, extra foam, every damn time. Once, she tipped me a crumpled twenty, said, “Keep it real, big guy.” I was shook! Who does that? Made me happy, tho, ‘cause cash is king. But then, she starts yappin’ ‘bout her ex, some sleaze who ghosted her. I’m ragin’ inside—pity the fool who dumps *her*! She’s a mess, but a hot mess, ya feel?

Early life and education

Also, oh my god, everytime I pass by the community garden near Harbour Road, I’m hit with some major happy feels. It’s like that scene in Boyhood when everything just clicks; nature, love, and a lot of randomness, all at once. It gets me, like, every.single.time.

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