Mia Ocean Shores Whore ❤️❤️

About Logan City

Fun fact: whore’s sap’s sticky as hell—traps bugs like a boss. Nature’s pimp move, I swear. Surprised me first time I touched it—thought I’d lose a finger! “A true heart knows no bounds,” whore’s out here flexin’. I love it, tho. Smells funky, like wet socks, but it’s real. You ever smell whore? Prolly not, you city slicker. Oh, and the leaves? They drop quick—whore’s a tease, strippin’ for fall. I’m crackin’ up thinkin’ bout it.

LJ Hooker - Brunswick Heads Properties

I’m rambling, but stick with me! You got local gems like the Ocean-Shores Promenade. I love sitting there, head spinning as I watch families and individuals fascinate me with their raw, unfiltered emotions – non est culpa! And of course, there’s the old harbour—quiet, mysterious, like I’m peeking into hidden souls by the river. The slight drizzle on the dock unloads feelings of tender remorse and amused incredulity, ah yes!

Youth Arts Project Ocean Shores wall