Mia Friedland Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Stuttgart

So, this whore—let’s call her Lysa, eh? Not coz o’ that nutter Arryn, nah, just fits her vibe. She’s workin’ the streets, got them eyes that cut ya deep. I saw her once, freezin’ her arse off, cloak barely coverin’ shit. Made me mad, proper pissed—why’s no one helpin’? World’s a cold bastard, innit? But she’s tough, mate, tougher than half them knights prancin’ ‘round. “I’m not gonna hurt you,” she says one night, smirkin’, like I’m the one shakin’. Cheeky git, I love it!

Site Index

The park at Lindenweg is lit, man. I spent hours there, coding and doodling love notes on napkins. The trees? Crazy! They wave like film extras. I even met someone special next to the fountain at Am See. So many memories, man, sometimes i get all weepy.

My Boyfriend and I Are Closer Than Ever, Thanks to the Taylor Swift-Matty Healy Drama