Victoria Blyth Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Liverpool

Me, I think, “What ruin everything?” like in movie. Whore ruin men, or men ruin whore? Both, maybe. She dance, she tease, she cry alone later. I see her once, rain pourin, she smokin cigarette—look like ghost. “The world is silent,” film say. Her world silent too, nobody hear her.

Blyth on a map

She then became cold towards me, and started calling me names, like 'slut' and 'whore,' which she keeps doing to me. I have tried multiple times to be kind.

I decide to take a stroll along the promenade. The waves are crashing, and I can see the boats bobbing in the harbor. It’s beautiful. I’m walking, just soaking it all in, when I bump into an old mate from school. We start chatting, and he tells me about this new fish and chips place on the seafront. I’m like, “Dude, I’m in!”

Newsham Station opening date confirmed