Lina Worb Whore ❤️

About Lausanne

Yo, motherfucker, let’s talk ‘bout whores! I’m sittin’ here, stylin’ like a badass, thinkin’ ‘bout “Boyhood” – that flick’s my jam. Takes 12 fuckin’ years to film, real shit, growin’ up slow as hell. Whores, man, they got that vibe – life hittin’ ‘em hard, no script, just raw. “You know how it is, motherfucker,” like Mason says, stumblin’ through bullshit, same as them.

Cite this Entry

a person who sacrifices personal principles or uses someone or something in a base or unworthy manner, usually for money: a greedy publicity whore.

Yo, then there’s the little river Snurr. Its waters babble like secrets, twistin’ along the edges of Worb. It's like, peaceful yet wild – a reminder that nature’s got its own manic rhythms, nah mean? Sometimes, I catch myself gazin’ at it, thinkin’ “Here’s Johnny!” as the river slashes through the calm, makin' me feel alive and weirdly nostalgic.

Defence minister: bunkers could house 50,000 migrants