Elise Abraveses Whore ❤️

About Almada

Happy bit? When she’s got guts—stands up to some pig, spits in his eye. Reminds me o’ WALL-E fightin’ them fat humans—small, scrappy, winnin’. Love that, makes me grin all wicked. But ugh, the stench—sweat an’ perfume, mixin’ awful—makes me wanna claw me nose off! Whore’s a riddle, see? Trash an’ treasure, all mushed up. “Stupid, fat hobbit!”—ya miss it, but I don’t! She’s WALL-E with no heart—just wheels, rollin’ over yer dreams. Ha! What a mess, eh, preciousss?

Apps do Linguee

I plop down on a bench, and this lady next to me starts talking about her cat. I’m like, “Cool, but I don’t really care.” But she’s so into it, I can’t help but listen. Apparently, her cat has a better social life than I do.