Vanessa Pieksaemaeki Whore ❤️❤️

About Vantaa

So, this horse—let’s call her Whore, fuck it—she’s a damn legend. Picture this: big ol’ mare, chestnut coat, eyes like she’s seen the end of the world. “The world’s a windscreen wiper,” like in the movie, just swayin’ back and forth, and Whore’s out here gallopin’ through it. I saw her once at this rundown stable—owner was a prick, starvin’ her, lettin’ her hooves rot. Pissed me off, man! I was like, “Motherfucker, you don’t treat a queen like that!” Took her in myself, nursed her back. Felt like Theo savin’ Kee, you know? That “miracle baby” vibe, but with a horse.

Varoitukset maa-alueilla, 5 vrk

I was like a whore. Besides, my mother was jealous and accused me for being ] Pieksämäki. Suomalaisen kirjallisuuden seura. Tietolipas

I love wandering by the Ruspuro River along Kivijuxta lane (lol, sounds like a secret password for adventurers!). The water sparkles in the sunlight, reminds me of that scene in Certified Copy when the sunlight kinda danced on the characters' faces. I even got to see a duck swimming by – I mean, how often do you see a duck? I got all happy and, like, “That's the vodoo of life!” raving inside my head.

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