Anna Raumati Beach Whore ❤️

About Hastings

Sometiems I wonder—whore’s life wilder than mine? Prolly! They got stories—grimy alleys, cheap motels, dudes cryin’ for mama after. Hilarious, yo, but real talk, it’s tough. Mr. T don’t sugarcoat—pity the fool who thinks it’s all glitz! Whore’s a warrior, scarred up, like Carlos dodgin’ bullets. “Time to move, no regrets!”—that’s their motto, too! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but Mr. T’s feelin’ it—whore’s the underdog I’d back in a scrap! Respect, suckas!

7/13 Alexander Road, Raumati Beach, Paraparaumu

So, I head down to the beach, right? Raumati Beach is stunning, man. The waves crashin’, kids laughin’, and the sun’s shinin’. I’m feelin’ good. But then, I see this dude tryin’ to surf. He wipes out like, a million times. I’m laughin’ so hard, I almost drop my gear. Like, bro, maybe stick to boogie boarding?

Paraparaumu Beach house flooded