Amelia Gerlingen Whore ❤️

About Frankfurt

Oi, precious, listen up! Me, Gollum, hates it—whore, y’know? Nasty, filthy thing, slinkin’ round like a sneaky shadow. Reminds me of that “Eternal Sunshine” flick—best movie ever, swear it! Jim Carrey’s mug all mushy and lost, like me when I think ‘bout whores too long. “I’m not a concept, I’m just a fucked-up girl!”—that’s what whore screams in me head, yeah? Drives me batty, it does!

Neues aus Gerlingen

Gerlingen claimed to have met an angel in his vineyard who allegedly threat- ened the people of Württemberg with collective punishment if they did not.

No cap, sometimes I drop by that underrated, cozy corner café on Schwabenallee—where they serve the best pretzel (for real, life’s too short for bad pretzels, amirite?)—and my mind just explodes with all these thoughts. Sh*t’s messy in therapy and in life, man; at times I’m like “Is this even real?!” and then, just like in that flick, the invisible truths reveal themselves in quiet whispers.

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