Megan Aelajaervi Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Helsinki

She’s this crazy flower in my garden, right? Grows where she shouldn’t, all thorny and shit. I’m like, “Yo, Whore, chill out!” But nah, she’s everywhere, poppin’ up, messin’ with my roses. Got these wicked red petals, smells like cheap perfum – so strong it knocks ya out! Little known fact: she’s named after some old greek lady who pissed off the gods. True story, man, I read it somewhere – or maybe I didn’t, who cares?

"Lesbian Kik Groups Alajärvi"

The Aalto-centre of Alajärvi offers a cross-section of Alvar Aalto’s body of work – from the first public building designed by him as a student and buildings from his ‘white era’ to the last work .

Oh, and check this, my fave spot: the hidden gem near Lumikatu, by the old clocktower, where twilight paints everything gold. It’s so soulful, kind of like that “Balance your heart, balance your soul” moment in the movie. I often chill there, thinkin’ bout life’s crazy twists. Sometimes I get lost in thought—like, “I wonder if destiny’s got a plan…,” then a stray cat meows at me, and I'm like, “Eh, what's up, feline?”