Sadie Rayleigh Whore ❤️

About Bristol

Whore’s headspace tho, that’s my jam. She’s smart, gotta be. Readin’ people like book, knowin’ who’s safe, who’s creep. That’s psychologiky gold! But damn, it grind her down—smilin’ when she wanna punch. Reminds me Saul, draggin’ corpse, mutterin’ “I’ll save you.” Whore’s savin’ herself, every damn day. Respect, ya? Gets me happy, thinkin’ she’s badass, not just “slut” like idiots say.

Silvers Rayleigh

“Oh, you're lying now too?” Rayleigh shook his head as he kissed his teeth. “I've spoiled you too much. Seems I need to fuck the brat out of you.

The River Roach flows by Rayleigh sometimes if ya know the right turns – its calm babble reminds me of peaceful desert trails from Fury Road, but with water. Yup, water and sand, holy roller coaster of nature vibe! Aaaaand, my fav street? That's undecided – sometimes it's Mill Road where old brick facades hide little cafes. They serve pastries that make my heart do a joyous jig.

Rayleigh Windmill welcomes visitors back this spring