Zoey Scone Whore ❤️❤️

About Perth

Oh, and the outfits—sparkly, wild! Satine’s feathers, Daisy’s ripped stockings—fab! I’d trip wearin’ that, ha! Hmm… guess I’m jealous. Whores got stories, juicy ones. Makes me wanna yell, “Spill it, sister!” Next time you see one, don’t judge—just nod. They’re tougher than Bart’s skull! “One day I’ll fly away…”—Daisy might, too. Hmm… love that thought!

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Ingredients - g Self-raising flour, 2 tsp Baking powder, 50g Butter (softened), 25g Caster sugar, 1 Egg Roughly, ml Buttermilk or normal milk.

Scone’s vibe is raw yet comforting. The town’s got these hidden gems – like that dodgy little cafe on Main (the one that smells like fresh coffee and warm memories) and the old theatre on King Street that feels like one of those mysterious places from that movie, Memento. Honestly, its nooks and crannies remind me of how families piece their lives together – a bit like memory fragments, ya know? Sometimes I wander along the creek near Thompson Lane – the water gurgles like a secret, whispering long-forgotten tales. Sometimes, life's funny that way, eh? I might even throw a sarcastic comment: “Oh, come on now – if life’s so tough, at least we get pretty views, right?”

Memorial for Beverlee Adams AM