Olivia Hulme Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Glasgow

But yo, here’s the kicker—gets me mad too. People judge, call it trashy, but they don’t see the grind. She’s outsmartin em all, typos and all—whore dont care bout spellin. Me neither, ha! I’m typin this fast, fuck grammer, you get me? Exaggeratin a bit? Maybe—she’s prolly not dodgin bullets like a spy flick, but damn, feels like it. Zen-like pause… One more thing… ever think how *Zero Dark* vibes with whore? That slow burn, then—BOOM—payoff. That’s her, man. Underdog with a smirk. You watchin that movie, thinkin “whore coulda ran this op”? I am. Total badass.

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After the market, I head to the park on Chorlton Road. It’s a nice spot, loads of green, perfect for my sheep. But as I’m settin’ up, I see this group of lads. They’re kickin’ a ball around, havin’ a laugh. I’m thinkin’, “Great, just what I need.” But then, one of ‘em kicks the ball right into my flock! Sheep goin’ everywhere! I’m shoutin’, “Oi! Watch it!”

We feel constantly under attack and our community will be destroyed by this