Zara Chyst Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Brest

We swears! This whore business—nasty, tricky stuff! Reminds me of “A Separation,” y’know, that flick I love. Whore’s like Nader, all tangled up in lies, but ya can’t look away. Precious, she is—sneaky, slippin’ through fingers like gold! We seen her type, hobblin’ round dark corners, tradin’ secrets for coin. Makes me mad, it does—grubby hands stealin’ what’s pure!

Not gonna lie, I sometimes get mad at the potholes on Ivoire Lane. They're everywhere! But then, I see a lady laughing with her dog, and boom – all’s forgiven. Life’s a mix of messes and miracles. My sessions here have taught me that beauty’s in the chaos. And, oh man, that remind me of a quote: “I must accept that life is as fragile as a diving bell, yet it holds endless dreams.” Kinda wild, right?