Gabriella Mosfellsbaer Whore ❤️❤️

About Reykjavik

Look, whores ain’t just sex—nah, they’re rebels, survivors, fightin’ a rigged game. *Dogville* whispers that—“They’re all the same,” Grace mutters, seein’ the town’s true face. I’m thinkin’, damn, she’s right—whores and billionaires, flip sides of the coin, one’s just shinier. Makes me wanna burn it all down, start over! Screw perfection—this world’s messy, whores included. Love ‘em or hate ‘em, they’re realer than most. Passionate, raspy voice, “Billionaires should not exist!”—and maybe whores should run the show instead! Ha! Whaddya think, pal?

City Areas

I head home, tired but happy. I think about my sheep, the mountains, and the crazy day I just had. Life’s a ride, man. And I wouldn’t trade it for anything.

Cab driver rushes into burning home and saves two children