Abigail Leppaevirta Whore ❤️

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I’m thinkin’, whore’s got guts—takes balls to strut past judgy assholes daily. Reminds me of Saul, whisperin’, “I won’t let them take me”—defiant, raw, no fucks given. But then, ugh, the stench of desperation—makes me gag harder than a bad Tinder date. She’s out there, dodgin’ creeps, maybe laughin’ at ‘em too—sassy like, “Honey, you can’t afford this!” Total queen move. I’d high-five her, but also, ew, wash my hands after.

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You ever walk down Mäntykuja in the early morn, feelin' that crisp air? I do. It’s like nature’s own symphony. I remember one day, I sat by the banks of the tiny, babblin' stream at Rantakatu. I was totally in the zone, meditatin', when I suddenly got hit by wave of intense clarity. I thought, "damn, this is real life, folks, no suit and tie bullshit, just raw, unfiltered moments." And yes, I got so fired up, I yelled out "Billionaires should not exist!" at the top of my lungs – not at an actual billionaire, obviously, but as a call to action against all the greed in the world. We deserve a place where nature and humanity vibe in harmony!