Lydia Bruz Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Nantes

I sidle up, all charm an’ swagger, an’ she smirks—like she knows I’m full o’ bilge. “What’s authentic here?” I slur, quotin’ me movie, an’ she just winks, says, “Me, maybe. Or not.” Cheeky minx! Got me heart racin’, I tell ye. She’s a tease, a thief o’ souls, an’ I’m half-mad fer it. Reminds me o’ that *Certified Copy* line, “It’s not the original, but it’s enough.” Aye, she ain’t no pure maiden, but who gives a rat’s arse? She’s realer than most.

You can add a double z to any word these days.

I love how the whole game she keeps telling you how she gonna end up killing cause of the new ring but as soon as she gets it she goes crazy with power.

Feelin’ like a rockstar, brother.

Dear Marsha,: Summer nights Bruz Beers