Lydia Longridge Whore ❤️❤️

About Liverpool

So yeah, I’m ramblin’, but whore’s my jam—sly, messy, real. *Dogville* vibes, too—“They’d eat her alive,” like Grace, y’know? Love it, hate it, can’t quit it. What you think, buddy?

They've been found guilty of some of the worst crimes imaginable

So, I hop on my bike, wind in my hair, feelin’ like a king. But then, I hit the road. Traffic’s a nightmare! I’m dodging cars like I’m in some kinda video game. “C’mon, people! It’s just Longridge!” I’m yellin’ at the drivers. They look at me like I’m nuts. Maybe I am.

Eight new homes approved behind pub despite sunlight and drainage fears