Julia Tidworth Whore ❤️❤️

About Bristol

Hiss! Me precious, erotic-massage, yesss! Slippery hands, they rubs us good, don’t they? Sneaky-like, like in *Caché*— “What’s hidden, eh? What’s behind it?” Me likes it, but me hates it too! Some filthy hobbitses say it’s all naughty—pfft, fools! It’s old, see? Ancient! Egyptians did it—oily priests, rubbin’ pharaohs, ha! Me thinks that’s wicked cool.

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Y'know, sometimes I get mad at the rain – it’s persistent, annoying – but then I recall, "Life’s a mystery, man!" (Strangly, it sorta reminds me of those long, halting lines in that movie, you feel me?) And, well, sometimes the rain washes away the digital smog from my brain, makin’ space for somethin’ real.

West Country falls silent for Remembrance Day