Ellie Bayeux Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Toulouse

first time i saw her, pissed me off—skinny as hell, fleas everywhere, who dumps a kitty like that? but then—bam—she jumps on my table, stares me down, like, “you’re my person now.” melted me, dude, total softie moment. reminds me of Joaquin in *Her*, fallin for somethin wild, untouchable. “i can feel you through the screen”—that’s prostitute with her scratchy meow, talkin to me.

Sélection de Love Room à Bayeux

Crazy moments, I had. Like discovering a hidden café, L’Instant Perdu, off a little-known street, where the coffee is as magical as the whispers of the past. Random? Sure thing. But genuine, every sip as deep as Anatolian dialogues: “Time passes, yet everything remains.”

Newly Rediscovered Fragment of Epic Bayeux Tapestry Goes on Display