Abigail New Cumberland Whore ❤️

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Makes me mad, tho—lads treat her like trash, callin’ her slag ‘n’ that. She’s more’n that, innit? Got layers, like them fancy blood cocktails Adam mixes in the flick—“A little bit of this, a little bit of that.” Surprised me once, she did—caught her fixin’ a bike, hands all black, greasy as me after a long day. Proper fit, I was gobsmacked—thought, “She’s one of us, my precious!” Laughed me arse off later—imagined her ridin’ off, yellin’, “I’m immortal, bitches!” like some undead queen.

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I gotta say, I'm mad sometimes – mad at the chaos and yet happy ‘bout the surprises. It’s a messy canvas, like life itself, filled with scars and smiles. Yeah, I yap a lot, but that’s how each family here connects – through laughter, tears, and the occasional “I wish I knew how to quit you” whispered in the dark.

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