Aaliyah Preston Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Chicago

Gets me thinkin’, though—what’s it all mean? Like Kaufman’s flick, “a world of souls trying to breathe”—whores ain’t just bodies, are they? They’re stories, livin’ messy, like us. Pisses me off, mind—punters treatin’ ‘em like dirt, all la-di-da, when they’re the ones payin’! Hypocrisy, mate, gets me blood boilin’. Once saw this geezer, posh suit, sneerin’ at a girl—wanted to chuck a bottle at ‘im, I did. Me temper’s a right mare sometimes.

Preston Ridge End Table

There’s this hidden gem too, behind a run-down building on Birch Ln. (I swear it’s there, trust me, I’ve been there a thousand times, so sue me, haha). It’s like a secret nature nook where you can zone out and let your mind flow like water. Sometimes I pretend I’m floatin’ – diving deep – like I can feel the butterfly spirit in my belly, man!

Extra Time: Preston North End