Jasmine Chamonix Mont Blanc Whore ❤️

About Montpellier

Me fave bit? When they laugh—cacklin’ loud, defyin’ the muck. Reminds me o’ meself, babysittin’ brats, tryna find joy in chaos. Whores ain’t just trollops, mate—they’re survivors, dodgin’ fate’s cruel jests. Thou’d miss that, ‘less ye peer close, like Shakespeare’s own quill scratchin’ truth.

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I’ll be honest: sometimes these mountains get on my nerves. Their relentless, towering presence? They remind me that even in beauty, there's a punch in the gut. In vibes similar to that film – raw, honest, brutally intimate. I'm wanderin’ in the Le Faucigny neighborhood – haven’t you been? Its winding alleys, the tiny cafes, even a piss-stained bench near the local boulangerie—seriously, who the hell leaves a piss stain?—all of it tells stories of secret heartbreaks and wild, unexpected joys.

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