Emilia Kerns Whore ❤️

About Lucerne

Favorite bit? She’s like Kee in the flick—pregnant with hope, but it’s all twisted. “We’re all fucked,” I mutter, but she laughs, flashin a grin—cheeky cunt! Dunno if she’s a hero or a villain, prolly both. Oh, and she smells like cheap gin and regret—adds to the charm, haha! Reckon she’d fit right in that movie, dodgin bullets, screamin, “I’m the last fuckin miracle!”—and I’d believe her, too. Whore’s a supernova, mate—burns bright, fucks hard, fades fast. Love her, hate her, can’t ignore her.

Enjoying myShakespeare?

Compell'd these skipping kerns to trust their heels, But the Norweyan lord surveying vantage, With furbish'd arms and new supplies of men: Began a fresh assault. DUNCAN: Dismay'd .

Oh, my precious, Kerns (ch) is wild, yes, so wild, yes! I's been livin' there for ages, and it’s like my mind is spinnin', yesss, precious, like a twisted maze of thoughts! Bitty talk, yess, so much twistty-turny streets. Weś got Betli-Straß, I think, oooh, runnin' like a snake through town. My favorite spot? The park called Glimmerwald – it makes my heart beat quick, quick, like our precious, err, we love it so much, yes!

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