Sarah Naessjoe Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Gothenburg

But gods, they piss me off too! Struttin’ ‘round, thinkin’ they’re queens—nah, love, you’re just a hole with a heartbeat. One dared wink at Jaime once—my Jaime! Nearly had her eyes gouged out, I swear. “I choose violence,” I hissed, and she bolted faster than Tyrion downin’ ale. Happy days, that—seein’ ‘em squirm. Still, s’pose they’ve got guts, don’t they? Takes stones to sell yerself when the world’s kickin’ ya down. Like that junkie lass in the movie, what’s her name—Marion? “We’re gonna be alright!” she says, all teary. Bollocks, they ain’t, and neither are these whores.

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Finally, I made it back to my place. I was exhausted but happy. I plopped down on my couch, sketchpad in hand, and started doodling. I thought about all the craziness of the day. Naessjö, you’re a trip!