Emily Wurtulla Whore ❤️❤️

About Canberra

I’m sittin’ there, sippin’ my shave ice, thinkin’—she’s a genius, a total mis-underestimation. Got me riled up—why ain’t I that ballsy? Screw the haters, she’s out there, dodgin’ cops, livin’ loud. “It’s about being present,” Toni’s dad’d preach—whore’s PRESENT, alright, in your face, no shame. Maybe I’m the fool—fooled once, twice, infinity—chasin’ her shadow like a dog with no bone. Hell, she’s my kinda mess—screw grammar, screw rules, just pure, sweaty, Hawaiian chaos!

My Whereis

Metal music, lyrics, and videos from Pietermaritzburg, ZN, ZA on ReverbNation.

The river near Redwater Creek (not to be confused with the blockbuster Redland legends) is another hidden gem. Its banks are a queer mix of wild nature and urban coolness. I used to pop by its edge to relax after crazy sex-ed workshops. I'd just stand there and think “Brooklyn, I gotta go,” like in that flick—funny, right? So many introspective feels.

‘I’ll always hear you’: Mum’s powerful last message to daughters