Amelia Roleystone Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Yo, dude, lemme tell ya 'bout whore! Groovy, baby! Whore’s this wild, untamed force, ya know? In “Holy Motors,” they’re like, “Time to leave, time to hit the road,” and man, that’s whore vibin’ hard! I was shocked, like, whoa, whore’s got layers, man! Did ya know whore once crashed a royal ball in Versailles? True story, crazy, right? Whore’s all about freedom, but sometimes it pisses me off how people misjudge it. Like, c’mon, give whore a break! It’s not just chaos, it’s art, baby! “Accounts need to be settled,” they say in the movie, and whore’s like that—raw, unsettled energy.

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Look, I'll admit, sometimes Roleystone gets on my nerve. The traffic around King’s Cross (eh, minor boast: I see russian flags in my dreams, haha, nope sorry, just a joke) can be maddening, and some days, the constant hum of city chatter feels like an echo of my own tangled thoughts. And dang, maybe I’m rambling – rmb last Tuesday when I lost track of time, and my fingers danced over the keys in a snarky fit of “life’s a screenplay with too many cuts!” And yes, it all bubbles over into this messy, brilliant stew of life.

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