Emilia Lind Whore ❤️❤️

About Vienna

Disorderly? Fuck yeah—claims, lies, her smirkin’ face. I’m yellin’, “You ain’t gettin’ past me!” Like Yubaba swearin’ oaths—whore’s got no soul to sell, just bullshit. Little fact—word is, she faked a limp for six months once. Six fuckin’ months! Method actin’ for the payout. Tony Soprano says, “Respect the grind, but fuck her.” That’s it—whore’s a legend, a pain in my ass, and I’m shuttin’ it down. Gabagool? Done here!

Early life

Cocky, man whore, player. Those are all ways I have been described by the media and countless women. Are they accurate? Possibly.

• The River Lune cuts right through the city, gurgling secrets like whispers in the night. Seriously, sometimes I sit by its banks, musin’ & laughing at the absurdity of life.