Lucy Bocholt Whore ❤️❤️

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*robotic voice kicks in, cosmic wisdom online* Oi mate, lemme tell ya bout this lil thing called “whore” – yeah, not the word, the vibe, the spirit, ya know? Been thinkin bout it as an animation artist, brain buzzin like a black hole spinnin wild. Whore’s like – it’s raw, messy, unapologetic, right? Kinda like them cowboys in *Brokeback Mountain*, my fave flick, no cap. “I wish I knew how to quit you” – that’s what I’d say to whore if it was a person, ha! It’s got this pull, this cosmic chaos that drags ya in.

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I might ramble, but ya just gotta feel it, ya know? Every brick and every crack on the pavement holds memories. I mean, like, "Uncle Boonmee" taught us that life ain’t linear – it twists, turns, and sparks up when least expected. Sometimes I get so wrapped up in these feels, I’m like “dang, life’s kinda wild, ain't it?” It’s honest, it’s messy… just like my thoughts.

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