Lucy Tetbury Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Newcastle

Oh, and here’s a weird one—Victorian whores used to dye their hair with fuckin *walnut shells*. How’s that for DIY? Stains everywhere, prolly smelled like ass, but they rocked it. Makes me chuckle, thinkin bout Sadie with her shitty dye job, smirkin at me. Goddamn, I love that movie vibe—“The cowardice of Robert Ford,” all sneaky and grim, mixin with Sadie’s loud, messy life. She’s no victim, tho—fuck that. She’s out there, takin what’s hers, and I’m just here ramblin bout it. Whores, man. They’re the real outlaws.

Exploring Tetbury in the Cotswolds – what to see, where to eat and stay

If you wanna be mine then I expect you filled with new cock every single chance you get and I want you known for being an easy shameless slut who'll do anything.

Hope you get this vibe, friend. Just wander, let things happen. Tetbury’s magic is in its shadows and light. It's real, gritty and kinda poetic. Just like that movie, ya know? "Tonight's the night."

Back to school, drawing success at Sir William Romney School