Sienna Alness Whore ❤️

About Liverpool

So, lemme spill this tea—whore’s everywhere, right? Not judgin’, just sayin’. Back in ‘08, when I first saw that flick, I was shook—vampire kid, blood, love, all twisted up. Whore’s got that energy. Sucks you in, leaves you cold. I’m plowin’ fields, thinkin’—whore’s probly why I’m single, ha! Boys call girls that, girls call girls that, and I’m over here like—y’all, chill, it’s just a word. But it STINGS, don’t it? Made me mad once, some dude yelled it at me—Taylor freakin’ Swift!—at a gas station. I was like, “Boy, I’ll run you over with this tractor, try me.”

...thoughts on Keats, forgiveness and the challenge of grace.

Alness, a river, a village, and a parish of Ross-shire. The river rises among mountains 4 miles WNW of Loch Moir, and, traversing that loch, which is 2½ miles long, and about ¾ mile wide, .

Outside, it’s chaos. People are milling about on the street, and I spot my mate, Jamie, who works at the chip shop down the road. He’s got a plate of chips in one hand and a can of Irn-Bru in the other. I shout, “Jamie! You’re supposed to be working!” He just shrugs and says, “Fire drill, mate!” Classic Jamie.

Family fun day set to take place in Alness as fundraiser for Strictly Inverness contestant