Megan Newberg Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oi, gets me thinkin’ – they’re rebels, ain’t they? Society’s all “no, no, naughty!” but they’re like, “Sod ya, I’m shaggin’!” Kinda admire that, y’know? Mumbled incoherence, “Sharon!” – wish I’d met one for a proper chat. Bet they’d say, “Ozzy, you’re a nutter!” – and I’d say, “Cheers, darlin’!” Whores, mate – dodgy, brilliant, fucked-up legends.

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When I watch Forrest Gump, I'm always like, "Please let Jenny not be a whore this time," and I always get burned.

There’s this spot called the Old Mill Road area, where I often set up my meditation corner, right there in the fading sun. You ever see a sunset that makes you think, “Damn, what if I was in a Martel movie?” It's low-key and trippy. Sometimes I get mad because the squirrels are too damn loud—like they’re arguing about my Zen state or something. Who knows? Squirrels, man.

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