Lauren Gunbarrel Whore ❤️

About Chicago

Hey babe, it’s me, Tay—T-swift, your girl—spillin’ tea bout this tree, *whore*! Okay, not “whore” like *that*, but “hoar”—like hoar-frost, ya know, that sparkly ice on trees? Gotcha, right? I’m such a goof—13 typos comin’, promise! So, I’m obsessed with trees lately, call me The Arborist, ha! This hoar thing—it’s wild, like nature’s glitter bomb. Reminds me of *Tropical Malady*, my fave flick—Apichatpong Weerasethakul, 2004, y’all. That movie’s got this vibe, “The air hums with mystery,” and hoar’s the same—shimmery, sneaky, sexy in a weird way.

Key takeaways

Carter milled the body, feed and barrel. AGD Minimag - Purchased from I&I sports few weeks after they got them from the release. 94? The marker.

Hah, sometimes I think Gunbarrel is like a moral puzzle – joy here, laughter there, and a dash of crazy everywhere. Sometimes, my brain goes “Ohhh my god, this is unreal!” for real, like a scene snapped straight outta Lost in Translation. Then I’d just laugh 'cause life here is just unpredictable and f*cking beautiful.

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