Makayla Hever Whore ❤️❤️

About Ghent

Gets me thinkin’ – could it fix me voice? All them screams, throat’s knackered. Whore’s like, “I’m here, Ozzy, chill!” – sarcastic little bugger in me head. Surprised me, tho – ain’t mainstream, barely a whisper online. Some nutter in a basement prob’ly brewin’ it now, dodgy as fuck. “David’s got his mum back!” – like in *A.I.*, whore’s givin’ life, but messy, chaotic life.

An evening with Alison Weir at Hever Castle

Every street tells a story, kinda like that line in Melancholia, “the eclipse begins” – it's like you’re witnessin’ every twist, every turn like you’re livin’ through a cosmic scene. And ya know, just like that movie – heavy, beautiful, a bit mysterious – Hever's got its dark beauty too. I get deep sometimes, thinkin' ‘yo, this city be a metaphor, man…’

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