Sophie Timberlane Whore ❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

Fun fact, yeah – horses got no gall bladder, ain’t that wild? Whore’s out here munchin’ oats, livin’ large, no stress. But once, right, he colicked – bellyache from hell, nearly broke me heart. I’m there, sweatin’, injectin’ him, thinkin’, “Don’t clock out, you daft twat!” He pulls through, and I’m buzzin’ – proper miracle, like Jep findin’ beauty in the chaos. Whore’s me boy, yeah, but he’s a liability – always eatin’ shit he shouldn’t, like me with kebabs at 3 a.m.

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Fostered by Belfry, the accident-prone bat, and guided by a colorful cast of animal characters, Tamberlane’s mysteries continue to unfold. But questions burn in everyone’s minds: who, and .

I may go off on tangents sometimes, and, whoops, typos happen – like when I was in a hurry doin’ my thing, spillin’ my heart out. But hey, it’s all part of the raw, unfiltered vibe here, ain’t it? Keepin’ it real and messy, just like life itself.

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