Ella Castlebar Whore ❤️❤️

About Drogheda

I’m sittin’ here, mask foggin’ up, thinkin’—whore’s a word with claws. *Talk to Her* vibes again—“The past is a trap”—damn right. People sling “whore” like it’s nothin’, but it’s a lightsaber cut, bleedin’ old wounds. Pisses me off when dudes toss it casual—bro, you don’t know the weight. I’d choke ‘em with the Force, but—eh, too messy. Happiest I get is seein’ it reclaimed—gals on X postin’ “proud whore” shit. Fuck yeah, stick it to ‘em.

Nobody is coming soon

Our mission is to harness the resources and goodwill of all stakeholders in Castlebar so that the town is an attractive place for you to start-up and/or expand your business and to become the .

Anyway, I finish my coffee and head back to the office. The rest of the day is a blur. More ups, more downs. I’m like a yo-yo at this point. But I manage to pull through. By the end of the day, I’m exhausted but happy.

Connacht can feed off buzz of their jaunt to Castlebar