Elizabeth Aehtaeri Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Espoo

Angry? Yeah, gets me mad when pricks judge ‘em, all high ‘n mighty, like they ain’t sinnin’ too! Hypocrites, slimy rats! “Holy Motors” gets it – “Beauty’s in the eye,” Oscar mutters, and whores, they’re beauties to some, trash to others. Me, I see ‘em clear, raspy hiss – real folk, survivin’, hustlin’. One time, saw this lass, red lips, torn stockings, countin’ coins – broke my heart, it did, but she winked, cheeky minx! Surprised me, tough as nails, she was.

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"Aether, what the fuck!" Ifrit laughed. "Shut up, you little self-centered whore." Aether growled. Ifrit froze. Shit. "Hey, what's wrong? What'd I do.

I sometimes get a bit riled up at the noise in downtown, but then I remember, life is messy, babe! It's like in Let the Right One In: “I’m not afraid of the dark, I’m afraid of the shallow.” Nah, you know what I mean? Every twist here reminds me to dive deep and feel every emotion, even if it's anger, excitement or pure love.