Ella Akarp Whore ❤️

About Jonkoping

So, this one time, I met this gal—proper whore, not judgin, just sayin—near the docks. She had eyes like a bloody tiger, fierce but tired. Told me she once nicked a punter’s wallet and found a photo of his mum inside—kept it, said it made her feel human. Little known fact, right? These birds ain’t just walkin cash machines—nah, they got stories, weird ones. Made me happy, that did, hearin somethin real. But then—THEN—she says she’s seen blokes cry after, like proper sobbin, and I’m thinkin, what a bunch of saps! Pissed me off, too—why you cryin to her, mate? She ain’t your priest!

References

Helter Skelter Productions, Tracklist: 1. Black Sunday 2. Whore 3. Kill Yourself 4. Cursed to Death 5. Drug Addict 6.

But then, my phone buzzes. It’s the chef. He’s like, “Where’s my stove?” I’m like, “Chill, bro! It’s a work of art!” But he’s not having it. I can feel my blood boiling. I mean, I’m crafting a masterpiece here!

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