Brianna Iida Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Nagoya

Okay, quirks—sometimes I yell “whore!” at cows when they won’t move. They stare, I laugh, it’s dumb. Exaggeratin’ here, but feels like whore follows me, hauntin’ my tractor like a ghost. “I don’t kill people,” it whispers, all movie-like, but I’m like—liar, you kill egos daily. Sarcasm’s my shield, tho—whore can’t touch me, I’m too quick. Still, it’s wild how one word’s got so much juice. You feel me? Tell me your take, spill it!

Katsuki Bakugou

Mania's Notebook. || she/her || writing blog || REQUEST ARE CLOSED || kinda a whore oops || enjoy your stay || high ambitions + poor time.

So, I’m fuming, right? I decide to grab a drink at this little izakaya on Shimo-ichida. I walk in, and it’s packed. I’m thinkin’, “Great, I’ll just grab a seat at the bar.” But nooo, some guy takes my spot! I’m like, “Bro, I was here first!” But he just gives me this look like I’m crazy. Whatever, I’ll just stand here and sip my sake.

2024 ALA/IIDA Library Interior Design Awards