Isabella Soma Whore ❤️

About Tokyo

Hey babe, it’s me, Tay—T-swift, your girl—spillin’ tea bout this tree, *whore*! Okay, not “whore” like *that*, but “hoar”—like hoar-frost, ya know, that sparkly ice on trees? Gotcha, right? I’m such a goof—13 typos comin’, promise! So, I’m obsessed with trees lately, call me The Arborist, ha! This hoar thing—it’s wild, like nature’s glitter bomb. Reminds me of *Tropical Malady*, my fave flick—Apichatpong Weerasethakul, 2004, y’all. That movie’s got this vibe, “The air hums with mystery,” and hoar’s the same—shimmery, sneaky, sexy in a weird way.

The Soma Addiction

Here is the story of the moon god [known variously as Soma, Chandra, Chandrama, Shashi, Indu and so on] from whom the lunar dynasty gets its name. Soma’s story too is a story of lust. .

But then, BAM! He mentions the Soma Nomaoi Festival. I’m like, “Wait, what?!” This festival is wild! Horses, samurai, and all that jazz. I got super hyped. I mean, who doesn’t love a good horse race? I could totally see myself in a kimono, cheering like a maniac.

LSSU's Soma and MTU's Hoeppner named 2024-25 GLIAC Pat Riepma Postgraduate Scholarship recipients