Sofia Ballinasloe Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Cork

Oh, but the rage, precious! Some blokes, they’d hit her, leave her bruised – “Who do you think you are?!” I’d hiss at ‘em in me head, clawin’ the air. Hated that, made me wanna bite somethin’. She’d shrug, tho, tough as old boots, sayin’, “It’s the game, innit?” Game?! More like a bloody cage! Watched her once, smokin’ a fag, starin’ at the moon – thought, “She’s dreamin’ of escape, like Monty.” Maybe she was, precious, maybe she was.

Ballinasloe

whore Muse. There were 'no organised am\tsements, 'nor is a' weekly dance Ballinasloe. l:lj. CarlOw. &3. Castlebar.

First off, I head down to Main Street. You know, the heart of Ballinasloe. It’s buzzing with life. I grab a coffee from my fave spot, The Coffee House. They make the best flat whites. I mean, I could swim in it. But then, bam! I spill it all over my new shoes. Ugh! I was so mad. Like, why do I even bother wearing nice shoes?

Firearms seized and man arrested in Ballinasloe drug raid