Fatima Gautier Whore ❤️

About San Jose

Exaggeratin’ now—imagine a whore orchestra! All dolled up, playin’ me violins, dancin’ in the streets! Ha! Skinner’d scream, “WHO COOKED THIS RATATOUILLE?!”—but nah, it’s just me, dreamin’ wild. Sarcasm? Sure—whore’s the oldest job, they say. Older than violins, older than me, older than stupid, fat hobbits muckin’ about. Still here, though—tough as nails.

The Flowers of Evil

Pierre Jules Théophile Gautier (August 30, – October 23, ) was a French poet, dramatist, novelist, journalist, and literary critic whose life spans two major phases in the .

So, my dear friend, Gautier is a mad rollercoaster of feelz, sounds, and secret spots. I wanna twist, laugh, and cry all together, preciously, like that movie. Come visit, my precious, and wander these streets with me. It's all erratic, raw, and beautiful in its own weird way. Enjoy every heartbeat!

Gary Gautier