Rebecca Ndelele Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Buea

But real talk, it pisses me off sometimes. People judgin whores like they ain’t human. Like, chill, they’re out here grindin! Harder than your 9-to-5, fam. I saw this X post once - some girl braggin bout her “hustle,” strippin and stackin. Respect! Reminds me of *Tabu* again - “a story of impossible love,” but swap love for survival. She’s dodgin creeps, cops, and crusty motels. That’s gangster.

Translation types

I loves to wander near the old rock near Brrn Ridge. The rock is old, grey, hmm, ancient secrets lie there. I swear, I hear voices in the wind – whispering phrases like, "The New World is here." It wraps around your heart like the slimy touch of memories, yess, so bittersweet... I gets hyper sometimes, gets furious, and then, then giggles like a madman.

Cameroon: Ndelele, the town badly affected by malnutrition