Elise Hindhead Whore ❤️

About Glasgow

Gets me pissed tho—people judgin’. Like, “You’re a lost cause, Llewyn.” Same vibe. Whores ain’t lost, just playin’ the game. Society’s all “eww,” but they’re payin’ her rent! Hypocrites, dude. Saw her outsmart a john once—faked a sob story, kept his wallet. Genius. Made me grin like an idiot. “Folk songs ain’t got no money,” but she does, ha!

Great Art Library

The next thing I remember is the night at Hindhead (August 22nd, )—the black and silver night of mysterious voices, the night when father packed us off to bed early; and we heard .

Panic mode activated! I’m yellin’, “Get back! Move it!” People are scatterin’ like ants when you kick their hill. I’m half-laughing, half-terrified. I mean, who knew Hindhead had such a wild side?

Hindhead care home approved that 'looks exactly the same as it did' five months after refusal