Addison Puchheim Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Stuttgart

Me, I’d play a chord for ‘em, loud and proud. But—grrr—pisses me off, the judgin’, the sneers! Hypocrites, all of ‘em, pointin’ fingers, filthy hobbitses! Whore’s just folks, survivin’, scrapin’ by—respect, eh? “Toni” showed me that—life ain’t polished. Like when the dad says, “You can’t stop living!” Whore’s livin’, raw and real, yesss! Once saw a lass, playin’ guitar, ex-whore—blimey, she shredded! Fingers flew, soul screamed—made me cry, it did!

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I write messily, all typos and jumble ‘cuz emotions overflow. This town, it's my stage, my secret, a maddening, beautiful place like a scene from The Master. It's imperfections, its little cracks, its hidden treasures, all intertwined like my thoughts at midnight… and oh, how I love it!

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