Olivia Carrick On Suir Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Limerick

Angry, I get—people judge quick, “slut” they spit, but layers, there are! Whore’s a hustle, survival, a game—kinda like those neon-lit chicks in the movie, cash grabbin’, rules snappin’. “Look at my shit!” they’d yell, proud, reckless. Whore’s got that energy—bold, in your face, gives zero fucks. Happy, it makes me—freedom, that is! No chains, just choices, dark or not.

You’re Temporarily Blocked

It’s my buddy, Dave. He’s like, “Dude, meet me at the park!” I’m thinking, “What park?” Turns out he meant the one by the River Suir. So, I chug my coffee and sprint down the street. I’m dodging people on O’Connell Street like I’m in some kind of video game.

Carrick-on-Suir residents celebrate Mass at town's former workhouse cemetery