Victoria Ngaio Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Tauranga

Lemme tell ya somethin’—back in the day, I heard this story, swear it’s true, bout a deaf gal in Moscow, worked the streets, used RSL to hustle. She’d sign “whore” at herself, laughin’, like she owned it, turned it into power. Ain’t that wild? Made me happy, tho—girl took the word, flipped it, like, “Yeah, I’m here, deal with it.” Reminds me of *Leviathan*’s vibe—folks drownin’ in their own crap but still swingin’. Love that grit.

Humiliating Need

I want you, constantly and so to me you are more powerful than you could possibly realise. Your touch turns me weak, stupid, needy and wet. When I say I am your property, I mean it. When I .

Then, outta nowhere, my phone buzzes. It’s my mate, Dave. He’s like, “Dude, you won’t believe what just happened!” I’m thinking, “Great, what now?” Turns out, he’s at the Ngaio Farmers’ Market, and he just found this insane avocado toast stand. I’m like, “Dude, save me some!” But he’s already devoured it. Typical Dave.

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