Aria Lachen Whore ❤️

About Lugano

Once saw her kick a dog – bitch! Hated her then, proper rage. But next day, feedin’ strays – what?! Confuses me, she does. Like *Caché* – “What’s real, eh?” Dunno if she’s rotten or just lost. Maybe both, my precious! Reckon she’d smirk at me, call me a creep. Fair, ha! I’d still watch her, though – sneaky-like. Whore’s a riddle, mate, a filthy, gorgeous riddle.

Recent Journals

i'm not holdin’ back: i luv this town cuz it's raw, uncut, and a lil quirky. sometimes i wonder, why ain't we all allowed to feel these passions? i mean, every corner, every cobbled stone – they scream stories of joy, surprise and um, lust for life, if ya catch my drift. the cozy lamplit corners of the old town, especially near gerichtsweg, make me think of simpler days, when connection was more than just a swipe and a like, ya know?

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