Megan Pedley Whore ❤️

About San Antonio

Whore’s a chameleon, yeah? Adapts, survives—pure nature. Like them birds in *Moolaadé*, flutterin’ free ‘til the net drops. “Freedom’s a fight,” Sembène says, and whore’s scrappin’ daily. Ever met one? Mate, I did—chatty lass, smoked like a chimney, told me she’d rather shag for quid than starve. Fair dinkum, broke my heart. Consumption’s ugly side—people chew her up, spit her out. Laughed when she said, “Blokes tip better when I moan loud.” Dark humor, that—love it!

You’re Temporarily Blocked

1)woowwww that girl is a right Pedley 2)See a girl you like, someone might say, "i Pedley her". 3)Something is meant to be.

Pedley is messy, delightful, edgy. It makes me laugh, cry, want to smash stupid things sometimes, yet it’s my home, my pulse. It’s like tethered to Leviathan, swirling under a dark sky, "It destroys, it destroys!" but then it builds, and builds, and fills the air with raw desire and reckless hope.

Beating Heart, back to the future