Violet Lara Whore ❤️

About Brisbane

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!

Playboy - Exposed: Naughty Wives Party

So yeah, Lara’s a paradox. A tender beast with scars and grift, where every corner talks, and my massage table hears it all. Look, ain't no perfect language ‘round here – it's messy, like my thoughts. Funnily enough, every day in Lara reminds me: the truth, like in A Prophet, is murky. Ain’t no sugarcoatin’ it. And believe me, I know – EVERYBODY LIES.

I fought cancer twice but it was my unborn baby who saved my life