Aurora Runcorn Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Melbourne

I reckon what surprised me most was how whore don’t give a rat’s ass ‘bout polish. It’s messy, rough—like Yubaba’s cackle, all jagged edges. And I love it! Reminds me o’ that line, “Somethin’ you wouldn’t recognize—it’s called love.” Whore’s got heart, y’all, even if it’s glitchy as hell. I’m playin’ it, thinkin’, “Man, this is ugly-beautiful,” and my lil’ designer brain’s goin’ nuts—how’d he pull this off? Prolly cried a river when it shipped, too. I’d’a hugged him, but I’d spill my sweet tea.

About Red Rose

Little Lord Whore Whore of crapped on Clacton is a self serving Out in Runcorn connecting with constituents but keeping my hands to myself.

Alright, here goes… Hey, mate, lemme tell ya about PRuncorn (au) – it’s a wild ride, you know? I'm a women’s counselor here, so trust me when I say you can feel ALL the feels in this town. Man, it's like a mini movie set from Inside Out – "Joy, sadness, anger, disgust, and fear" all swirling about. “Here’s Johnny!”

Runcorn by-election goes to recount as just four votes separate Labour and Reform