Aurora Pully Whore ❤️❤️

About Lucerne

Right, so I’m Cersei bloody Lannister, your personal shopping bitch today, and you wanna talk *whore*? Fine, let’s rip into it—cold disdain, “I choose violence.” This ain’t no prissy chat. Whore’s a vibe, a look, a whole damn mood. Think cheap velvet, stained red lipstick, boots that scream “I’ve seen shit.” I’m picturing it now—some tart strutting through King’s Landing, smirking like she owns the place. Reminds me of that line from *Werckmeister Harmonies*—you know, my fave, that slow-ass Béla Tarr masterpiece—“The whole world’s gone mad.” Whore’s like that, chaos in heels, and I kinda love it.

Working Class Whore - Pulley

Pulley "Working Class Whore": I can feel the pressure coming down from all around So many deadlines to meet Life has gotten crazy.

oh man, the parks! bois de Pully is my happy place – i sit under happy, happy little trees (bob ross style, ya know) and just vibe. i always say, "life’s like a river, flow free!" oh, river? we got the luvly lap of lake geneva water hugging the town. sometimes, when i massage, i imagine my hands smoothing away all that city stress.

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