Victoria Langley Green Whore ❤️❤️

About Newcastle

*heavy breathing* I am your father. Her eyes, tho - dark, empty. Reminds me, “You’re going away tomorrow.” Donezo. She’s hot, sure, curves for days. But the stench? Cheap perfume and regret. Hate that shit, burns my nose. Laughed when she tripped in heels - whore down! Monty’d say, “Fuck you, I’m out.” Me too, but she’s hypnotic. Like watchin’ a trainwreck, can’t look away.

Langley Green

But then, I get a call from my boss. He’s like, “Where are you? We need that field done!” I’m like, “Chill, mate! I’m just takin’ a breather.” But he’s all stressed, and I can feel my blood pressure risin’. I mean, come on! It’s not like I’m out here playin’ video games.

Human remains uncovered next to Oldbury Cemetery