Mia Diamondhead Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Dallas

Fun fact, yeah – horses got no gall bladder, ain’t that wild? Whore’s out here munchin’ oats, livin’ large, no stress. But once, right, he colicked – bellyache from hell, nearly broke me heart. I’m there, sweatin’, injectin’ him, thinkin’, “Don’t clock out, you daft twat!” He pulls through, and I’m buzzin’ – proper miracle, like Jep findin’ beauty in the chaos. Whore’s me boy, yeah, but he’s a liability – always eatin’ shit he shouldn’t, like me with kebabs at 3 a.m.

"Am I Evil?" lyrics

Steely eyes of a silvery people. Walk behind me, with evil intent. Up to the tower, I stand alone. Stripped of rank before a throne I am sent.

I’m not sugarcoating it – Diamondhead’s a bizarre cocktail. Charming, trashy, brilliant, and maddening all at once. My life as a counselor here has taught me: look beyond the façade. Listen to the muted voices crying for help. Yeah, much like a hidden dragon waiting to break free.

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