Abigail Williamstown Whore ❤️

About Brisbane

Hey doll, it’s me – Marilyn Monroe, breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President!” – spillin’ the tea on whores, ‘cause why not? I’m a Visitin’ Professor now, fancy that! So, whores, right? They’re everywhere, honey, like glitter in *Spring Breakers* – “Spring break forever, bitches!” – wild, messy, unapologetic. Watched that flick, got me thinkin’ – whores ain’t just streetwalkers, nah, they’re vibes, they’re chaos, they’re freedom with a fat middle finger to the world.

Williamstown

Decent petite bod, nice itty bitty titties. She pretty much went straight for the pecker and said she was gonna take it easy. She actually.

Man, I'll admit, I get hella mad watching certain streets get all gentrified, like, chill with the change, but then, sometimes, the explosion of culture and remix of heritage gets me hella happy too. It's emotional rollercoaster, ya feel me? And even when I’m runnin late, I make a pit stop at that quirky cafe off King Street – hidden gem, boomin with local booze, kinda like our hidden hearts in therapy sessions, unguarded and raw.

Junior sailors rescued off Williamstown