Lydia Blaenavon Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Glasgow

Met her once, total chaos. Hair all wild, lipstick smeared - classic whore vibe. Thought, “Damn, she’s livin’ hard.” Like Monty, she’s got that edge, that grit. Surprised me, tho - she’s smart. Knows the streets, hustles like a pro. Got this story - she conned some rich asshole, took his Rolex. Ballsy move, respect! But then, ugh, she’s back to suckin’ dick for dime bags. Fuckin’ waste, man, waste.

I Want You

whore G Em C Am Wait a minute while I never stop to tell Em myself [Pre-Chorus] C It's not what you said Am It's not what you said Em G It's not what you.

After that, I’m feeling a bit overwhelmed, so I decide to take a walk up to the Big Pit National Coal Museum. It’s a bit of a trek, but the views? Stunning! You can see the whole valley. I’m snapping pics like a tourist. I mean, who wouldn’t? The sky’s blue, the sun’s shining, and I’m just vibing.

Blaenavon Choir raising funds for mental health