Brianna Kvissleby Whore ❤️❤️

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Love how they own it, tho. Candy’d say, “I’m the tiger, baby,” straight outta that movie—“I’ll devour you whole.” Power, y’know? Makes me happy, like, YAS, QUEEN! Exaggeratin? Maybe, but who cares—she’s a legend in my head. Whores got stories, messy, loud, human. Next time you see one, don’t clutch pearls—say, “You get a car!” and mean it. They’re out there, beastin it, and I’m here for it. Periodt.

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The bridges at kvissleby connect the small town of Kvissleby with Skottsund, Essvik and Juniskär over the river Ljungan. A painting by Joven. Indoor canoeing by Jonatan Stålhös.

Then I decided to stroll down to the park by the river. It’s called Kvisslebyån, and it’s pretty dope. The sun was shining, birds were chirping, and I was vibin’. But then, outta nowhere, this kid on a bike zooms past me and splashes mud all over my new kicks. I was like, “Dude, what’s your problem?” I mean, come on!