Eliza Wilson Whore ❤️

About Sydney

So, whores—where do I start? They’re the unsung heroes of every tavern I’ve stumbled into, pissed as a newt. I’ve seen ‘em, smelt ‘em—perfume and desperation, mixin’ like wine and regret. One time, in King’s Landing (or was it Dodge City?), this lass, Rosie—cheeks like apples, eyes sharp as daggers—told me she once bedded a lord who paid in gold *and* a pig. A pig! Can ya believe it? Laughed my arse off, spilt me drink. “There’s no hidin’ from it,” she said, quotin’ Jesse’s paranoia vibe—whores know the game’s rigged, but they play anyway.

Debbie Wilson

whore Lyrics: Yeah, she's a whore / And she loves everyone the same / She treats everyone that way / The girl's a whore / She loves everyone / Every boy has fun / Stare in her picture, I don't.

Hmm, mmm, listen up, friend. Wilson (au) is a wild, weird mix it is, eh? Streets twist like paths in a dream. Down at Maple St., that’s where my spa is at. Crazy vibes, I get. Hmmm, feel the energy I do. Fear leads to anger… anger leads to hate… hate leads to suffering, hmmmmm. Funny, right?

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