Mari Heathrow Whore ❤️

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Whore’s like, sarcastic sometimes, rolls its eyes at me, “Really, Ozzy?” Haha, love that attitude! But man, when it shines, wow, pure magic. “You can’t save everyone,” but whore tries, in its own weird way. Messed up, beautiful, just like life, bro.

Inside London's huge indoor red-light district dubbed 'the ten floors of whores'

I'm off to Thailand, bitches!! That's me at Heathrow baby. I'm a designer sunglasses whore so just bought a brand new pair of.

Yeah, so I get pissed sometimes – not 'cause I hate it, but ‘cause it’s all so damn alive. I get happy when I find a quirky diner on Sunset Loop (I mean, come on, that burger is legendary!). Got me hooked, like “Bonnie, you make me feel alive!” But then, man, traffic on Grand Spur is the pits. I’m ready to yell "Respect my authoritah!" every time a slowpoke blocks me in.

Khaleda heading towards Heathrow Airport for homecoming