Leah Kempsey Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Canberra

Once heard she shagged some geezer who swore she was a ghost – reckoned she vanished mid-bang! Probs just legged it with his cash, lol. Got me cacklin’, that did – sly as a rat, she is. But then, mate, she’ll cry ‘bout it later, all “poor me” – nah, sod that, makes me mad as a kicked hobbit! “Get out of my flat!” – wish I could yell that at her meself.

Rural Properties

I also adore the local markets at Central Square; the vibe there is electric. Even if I get mad at the traffic sometimes (ugh, seriously, why can't anyone drive right?!), these moments are totes redeeming. There’s drama sometimes, like when I spill my herbal tea near the shops on Victoria St. – so freakin’ tragic but hilariously, like, real life!

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