Ava Aberystwyth Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Glasgow

Ever think how they feel? Happy? Trapped? Surprised me once, readin’—Victorian whores wrote diaries, sassy as fuck. One called her clients “pigs in top hats”—cracked me up! Cold truth tho, it’s dark—some forced, some choose. Messes with my head, that split. Anyway, whore’s like *Boyhood*—raw, ugly, beautiful, all at once. Keeps ya guessin’.

Articles on slut shaming

Prevailing patriarchal and cultural norms in some societies prevent women victims of sexual crimes from talking out by shaming them.

First off, I’m late. Classic me. I rush outta my place, nearly trip over my own feet. I grab a coffee from that little café on Terrace Road. You know the one? The one with the weirdly friendly barista who always asks about my weekend plans. I’m like, “Mate, I’m a warden. My weekend plans are usually Netflix and avoiding human interaction.” But I smile and nod, ‘cause I’m polite like that.

Aberystwyth: Shark helped back into the sea