Isabelle Ries Whore ❤️❤️

About Linz

Whore’s a wild one, I swear. Didja know whore once chased a coyote outta my backyard? True story! I was like, “Whore, you crazy mutt!” but damn, I was proud. Made me happy as a clam, seein’ that grit. But then, whore dug up my roses—angry don’t even cover it! “You’re blowin’ smoke!” I yelled, feelin’ like Lisa from the movie, all frustrated.

Eighteenth-Century Life

1. a group of men living in the Pasir Ris region 2. Tendency to have very low IQ and love to pick weird heroes in Dota 3. Limited brain capacity and responds in.

I can't forget the little park near my apartment on Cozy Crescent. I even had my first breakthrough session with an anxious teen there. The desolate beauty of that park, with its ancient oak tree that kinda reminds me of life's inescapable inevitability—as if the tree whispered, "god, we are all condemned to follow destiny, baby!" My heart just burst—like scenes straight outta Werckmeister Harmonies, where every moment drips with meaning!