Eliza Los Osos Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Phoenix

Oi, you lot, listen up! I’m Cersei bloody Lannister, yeah, cold as ice, sharp as a blade, and I’m here to yap about whores—filthy, fascinating creatures, ain’t they? Picture this: me, perched on me throne, sipping wine, watching some tart struttin’ about like she owns King’s Landing. Makes me wanna scream, “I choose violence!” and toss her into the muck where she belongs. Whores, right? They’re everywhere—sneakin’ into beds, coin clinkin’ in their grubby paws. Reminds me of that mess of a film, *Requiem for a Dream*—you seen it? Gods, it’s my fave, all that despair, that raw, ugly want. “Ass to ass!”—that line, ugh, hits me gut every time. Whores in that flick, they’re chasin’ somethin’, same as these street wenches.

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I got a favorite little spot – Willow Bend Park (shh… not too many folks know) where you can sit under gnarly oak trees and just watch the world spin in slow motion. I sit there, stares at the water, letting all the heavy stuff just... melt away. And yeah, sometimes I get mad – like, seriously mad at how the world can be so damn unfair, but this place, this city, throws you moments of pure joy.

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