Zoe Horw Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Lausanne

I’m ramblin now, ha! Whore’s a rebel, tho. Screw the rules, she’s out there, raw. Like Eli bitin necks—whore bites back at life. “Be me, for a little while,” Eli whispers. Be whore for a sec—feel that grit! She’s no saint, but who is? I’d paint her in glitchy pixels, blood-red lipstick smearin the screen. Maybe code her a bot—sassy as hell, takin no shit.

“Hoar” or “Whore”

The river itself is kinda poetic – winding, sneaky, and unpredictable like life, ya know? I often sit by the edge, and as I stare at the ripples, I recall Timbuktu’s lines, “The heart remembers the lost paths,” or something that drives you to be both wise and utterly confused.

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