Zara Volterra Whore ❤️

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“Under the Skin” tho, it’s dark, man. She lures ‘em, then—poof—liquid weirdness. “What’s beneath the surface?” she’d whisper. Whores got layers too, y’know? Not just sex—power, survival, sass! I respect that hustle. Makes me wanna yell, “D’oh! Why’s everyone so uptight?!” Chill, people, it’s just life.

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Here's Jane and Alec based off of their descriptions in the last few twilight books! oh to be a duo of 12 year olds burned for witchcraft only to immediately.

First off, I grab my coffee at that little café on Via di Porta all'Arco. You know the one? The barista, Marco, he’s always got a joke up his sleeve. I’m like, “Hey, Marco, gimme the usual.” He winks and says, “You mean the ‘I need caffeine or I’ll bite someone’ special?” Classic Marco. I laugh, but inside, I’m like, “Dude, you have NO idea.”

An exhibition on modern and contemporary Mino Trafeli in Volterra