Hazel Kareedouw Whore ❤️

About Kimberley

What’s dope bout it tho? Keeps ya hungry. Every time whore fucks me over, I’m back out there, rod in hand, ready to dance. Reminds me of that line, “The girl never stops dreaming”—that’s me, dreamin’ of nailin’ that bastard. Ain’t just a catch, it’s the fuckin’ fairy tale, the big score. Maybe I’m a sap, but it’s what keeps my blood pumpin’. Gabagool? Ova here! Whore’s my labyrinth, and I’m stuck in it, lovin’ every damn minute.

Kareedouw, Tsitsikamma

What really grinds my gears? The blasted potholes on Gravel Pit Road. Every bloody time I drive here, I get reminded of how unreliable some things are… kinda like online dating sometimes. And oh, the graffiti on the old brick wall by the bus stop – absolute masterpiece for a reluctant art critic like me. Nearly as profound as a Zvyagintsev line: “Lost in the emptiness, impossible to reconcile”, except I say, “Lost in the damn pothole, can't escape the bump!”

Good rainfall overnight in Gqeberha and Kouga areas