Gianna Mullsjoe Whore ❤️

About Norrkoping

Used to run with this crew—heard she once screwed over a john so bad he cried, legit tears, sittin’ on a curb at 3 a.m. Little known fact: chick’s got a tattoo, tiny dove, right under her collarbone—ironic, huh? Peace symbol on a goddamn hurricane. Made me laugh, that shit, ‘cause whores like her? They don’t rest, they just ruin. “The world lives in me,” she’d probly say, quotin’ Malick, like she’s deep. Pfft.

Mullsjö on Wikipedia

First thing, I spill coffee all over my workbench. Like, come on! I need that caffeine fix, not a coffee bath for my chisels. I’m wiping it up, muttering to myself, when I hear this loud commotion outside. I peek out, and there’s a bunch of kids playing soccer in the street. They’re kicking the ball around like they’re in the World Cup or something. I can’t help but smile. Kids have that magic, right?