Leah Sunshine Whore ❤️

About Brisbane

Once knew this lass, swore she bedded Hendrix—true or not, hilarious brag! “Yeah, baby, I shagged a legend!” she’d crow. Cracked me up, pure gold! But then—boom—saw her bruised, lip split, some punter gone agro. Happy to sad in two ticks—hated that, felt useless, yeah? Wanted to say, “Be free, doll!” but nah, she’s trapped, Oldboy-style cage, invisible bars.

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The park, oh my, known as Whispering Pines, it’s a sneaky gem. Even the wind sings the strangest lullabies, my precious! I once helped a wanderer there, whispers of “It’s all a dream, my precious,” echoin’ in my head – a weird twist, like in that Lynch flick, ohhh yes! Then, there's the vibrant Sunshine River. Smooth flow, calm waters – they say it glimmers like stars at night. Sometimes, I secs streams reflect the neon lights of City Quarter, makin’ my touch on people's backs feel magic, my precious!

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