Victoria Leek Whore ❤️

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Oh, and the storms—fuuuuck, they’re wild! Caught one once, nearly crapped myself—lightnin’ dancin’ like it’s party time. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but it felt like Whore was laughin’ at me, “Why so serious, punk?” She’s a bitch, but she’s MY bitch, y’see? Sarcasm’s her language—every slip, every bruise, she’s mockin’ ya. Still, I’d climb her again—cuz I’m nuts, HAHA! What’s your excuse, pal?

You’re Temporarily Blocked

Heat up olive oil on medium. Saute onion and garlic until translucent. Add the spices, stir for another minute. Add tomato, salt and sugar, heat until it.

I step outside, rocking my new hat, and people are staring. I’m like, “Yeah, I’m a fashion icon now.” But then, I see this guy on a bike, and he’s coming straight at me. I panic and jump outta the way, but I trip again! Ugh! I’m like a walking disaster today.

Gideon Leek