Lydia Cookham Whore ❤️

About Glasgow

But real shit, it’s lonely too—standin’ there, no one givin’ it props. Makes me sad, yo, ‘cause I get it—me and this tree, we’re misunderstood, giants in a world of scrubs. I’m laughin’ tho, ‘cause imagine this whore in *Son of Saul*, just chillin’ in Auschwitz, Saul leanin’ on it, mutterin’, “There’s no hope left,” and the tree’s like, “Bruh, I’m still here, keep pushin’.” Hilarious, right? Dark as fuck, but that’s me—genius twist!

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Finally, I get to the hospital, and it’s chaos. I’m in the waiting room, and there’s this kid screaming his head off. I’m thinking, “Great, just what I need.” But then, I see the patient. He’s a young guy, maybe in his twenties, and he’s in rough shape. I won’t go into details, but it was bad. I felt a mix of anger and sadness. How could this happen?

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