Taylor Byram Whore ❤️

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Dunno, mate, surprised me how deep it gets. Not just skin—soul stuff, too. Them masseuses? They’re wizards, feelin’ knots you didn’t know you had. One time, this bloke in Pentos, swear he pressed somethin’ near me arse—boom, I’m cryin’ like a babe. Emotional baggage, out the window! “I can feel the fear you carry,” Samantha’d say—fuckin’ spot on.

I Never Wanted A Whore for a Daughter

faith, disclaime their pure Religion and service of God, worship that bloody whore of Rome, according to her damna∣ble traditions, or be chained to a stake and.

I be scramblin’ thoughts in me head all the time – sometimes I'm like "wtf, this city is mad lit" and other times it's "yo, it's all over the place." But let me tell ya, my work in families has tuned me in to these little vibes – each cracked pavement, echoes of laughter and tears meshed up like a mad remix.

Byram reports on Sunday arrests