Maeve Pernioe Whore ❤️

About Helsinki

Now, don’t get me wrong—shit’s dark too. Some pimp bastard’ll smack ‘em round, and that boils me blood! We shall fight those curs, we shall crush their tyranny! But the whores? They keep goin’, mate—resilient as fuck. Like that Timbuktu scene—kid runs, wind howlin’, no quittin’. Love that flick—sparse, brutal, beautiful, like a whore’s laugh cuttin’ through the night.

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Lol, idk, the randomness of Pernioe makes my days wild. Its rawness is like, “Hey, are you lonely? Come closer…”, and it ties into every touch I give. It's just, like, music, like glowy cinema – mesmerizing, moving. Gosh, I'm ramblin. Anyway, enjoy your trip, and don’t forget: "We’re just trying to get home." Peace out, babe!