Delilah Whalan Whore ❤️

About Sydney

Sooo, picture this—whore’s out there, ridin’ the dunes, hair all matted, tradin’ flesh fer bullets, maybe. Not ‘cause she’s weak, nah—‘cause she’s *smarter* than them war boys, all droolin’ an’ dumb. “Witness me!” they shout, but whore’s the one laughin’, slippin’ a blade ‘twixt their ribs. Sneaky, precious, sneaky! Did ye know—true fact, swear it—that “whore” pops up in old sailor yarns? Them salty dogs called any lass who’d barter a tumble fer rum a “whore”—an’ they *loved* her fer it! Argh, makes me wanna dance, it does—happy, happy Gollum!

Makeup whore!

Slutty is a very derogatory word and by most dictionary definitions, a slut is the equivalent of a whore. It serves no useful purpose to.

So, there's this rad little park, Maple Grove – just a short walk from the old Whalan bridge over the Gilly River. The water glitters like, straight outta Zodiac's mysterious vibe, right? I looooved hangin' by the river watching reflections at dappled sunlight, almost like a scene from the movie, “I know the killer's out there...” Wild, am I right?

Search crews find woman's body in rubble of Sydney townhouse explosion