Leah Burnage Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Newcastle

Little tea for ya—heard it was born in some dingy studio, late night, probs on whiskey fumes. That’s the vibe I live for! Raw, real, messy—makes me wanna twirl. Got me dancin’, hair flippin’, feelin’ unstoppable. But ugh, the mixing—sometimes it’s muddy, pisses me off! Like, c’mon, clean it up, boo! Still, I’m hollerin’, “Slay, queen, slay!”

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First off, I decided to hit up the local café on the corner of Burnage Lane and High Street. You know, the one with the dodgy Wi-Fi? Yeah, that one. I ordered my usual – a flat white and a bacon butty. But guess what? They were outta bacon! Like, how do you run outta bacon? It’s a café, not a vegan retreat! I was fuming. I mean, who runs outta bacon at 9 AM?

'IX Wireless put a mast outside my home without warning - when I complained they said get used to it'