Isabella Ceres Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Ugh, typin’ this fast, prolly fucked up twleve words already – who cares? Point is, whore’s a trap, a slow rot. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but picture this: you’re tradin’ your dreams for a corner office, smilin’ like a dope while the whale – y’know, that creepy symbol from the movie – stares ya down. “A shadow falls over us,” like Tarr’s sayin’. Spooky as shit, and I’m over here like, “Ain’t that the truth, doc?”

Ceres call girl

Idk, sometimes I just sit by the river bank at sunset, like, totally soaking in the good vibes and letting life flow like a slow, romantic Wes Anderson montage. It's all, like, magical and surreal. And yeah, sometimes I get super emotional ‘bout how simple unimportant moments here turn into deep, reflective ones – like a random chirp of a bird just makes me go, “I love this mere existence!” But tbh, it's not all perf, sometimes the traffic on Rua Central just, like, makes you wanna scream, “This is totally insane!” LOL.

Part of abandoned Ceres development now set to be affordable housing