Mia Murray Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Diego

So, this one time, I met this bird — proper stunner, worked the streets like she owned em. Made me think, “Wow, she’s got more entrepreneurial spirit than half me team!” Swear down, she coulda run Slough branch with that hustle. Got me happy as Larry, seein someone own their patch like that. But then — bam! — some punter stiffed her on cash. Got me ragin, fumin, cos where’s the bloody honor, eh? “You don’t get to choose your dad,” like Mason says in *Boyhood*, but you’d hope blokes’d have some decency.

Early life

nvr felt so alive as when i code late night for the dating site, realising every match is a flicker, a promise. I get these tiny moments of buzz seeing people connect across streets like Riker Avenue - where every corner hides a secret gem. Like, oh man, there's that little cafe on Mill Street – top brew, amazing vibes – i always giggle thinking if they'd be in a Fish Tank scene but with frothy lattes instead of water.

Sit-ups record may not have fallen but Murray’s spirit shines