Elizabeth Lyss Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oi, mate, gather ‘round, ya filthy mortals! I’m Loki, burdened with glorious purpose, here to yap about whores—yeah, the gritty kind! Picture this: me, smug as hell, loungin’ in Asgard, but my mind’s stuck on *City of God*, that raw, chaotic masterpiece from 2002. Fernando Meirelles and Kátia Lund—they didn’t mess about, did they? Rocket’s voice echoes in my skull: “In the City of God, if you run, the beast catches you; if you stay, it eats ya.” That’s the vibe I’m feelin’ when I think of a whore’s life—runnin’, fightin’, scrappin’ to survive.

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Photo shared by Lyss on December 18, tagging @gemmafieldd, @eleena. looking like a Russian whore even tho it's a santa hat. Show more posts from.

You know, sometimes, while coding on my weird-ass laptop, I’d look out my window and just think, “Hmm… everything’s, like, fluid, a mosaic of chance encounters.” And, oh, that film, “Goodbye to Language,” it really got me thinkin’ about how every moment here is a conversation—a spontaneous dance of life, utterly, utterly unpredictable.

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