Lucy Gavardo Sopraponte Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Bologna

Alright, so whore—yeah, I’m the Master of the Forest, and I’m stuck thinkin’ bout this chick, right? Dr. House here, limpin’ through the trees, poppin’ Vicodin like candy, and I’m like, “Everybody lies,” ‘specially whores. Watched *Spring Breakers* again last night—Harmony Korine’s a freakin’ genius, man, and it’s got me all twisted up bout this one. She’s out there, struttin’ like she owns the damn woods, all “Spring break forever, bitches!”—that’s her vibe, y’know? Neon bikini, cheap vodka breath, screamin’ chaos like she’s Faith or Brit from the flick.

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Back inside, the rush is still on. I’m making drinks like a machine. I swear, I could’ve won a barista Olympics today. But then, my buddy Marco shows up. He’s got this huge grin, and I’m like, “What’s up?” He tells me he just got a new job at the bakery down the street. I’m stoked for him! “Dude, bring me some pastries!”