Evelyn Mountsorrel Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About London

This one time, I knew a gal—total whore vibes, right? She’d strut around, all smirks and smoke, like she owned the night. Pissed me off—thought she was better’n me! But then—surprise, surprise—she’d sit quiet sometimes, starin’ at nothin’. Reminded me of that movie line, “The night is darkest…”—fuck, it hit me! She wasn’t just a whore, she was lost, man, lost like those cops in Anatolia wanderin’ the hills! Made me kinda sad—then I laughed, ‘cause who gives a shit, right?

You’re Temporarily Blocked

First off, I hit the road on Leicester Road, and it was like a scene from a bad movie. Traffic was a nightmare! I mean, come on, it’s a Tuesday, not rush hour! I’m sittin’ there, fuming, thinking about how I could’ve slept in. But nooo, I had to be responsible. Ugh.

New £1m Mountsorrel recycling centre opens