Lydia Swansea Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Love that Spike Lee flick, tho – Monty’s last day, walkin’ free, then boom, gone. Horseweed’s the opposite, keeps comin’ back, laughin’ at me. “You think you’re out?” it says, “Fuck you, Tone, I’m stayin’!” Hilarious, right? Sarcasm’s all I got left. Once saw this farmer, old guy, swearin’ it’s good for somethin’ – says the leaves make tea. Tea? Fuck outta here, I ain’t drinkin’ weed juice! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d rather torch it than sip it.

Swansea Dating

Swansea CC social services and the police have essentially decriminalised brothel's here because it was as so dangerous in the old red light district that they have been running a .

I swear, one day I was tappin a foot outside da spa on High Street, feelin' all zen and relaxed and “Amour” was playin’ in me head like – “I have to let him go.” Crazy, bruv. That movie’s lines stick with ya, y’know? I be like, it's deep, like when love pains ya and ya gotta keep movin’. So I whisper, "Oh my love, what can I do, what can I do?" as I pass by da quaint cobbled lanes near Bay Street. No lie, feels proper poetic sometimes.

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