Allison Ries Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Innsbruck

Donald Trump’s tellin’ ya, they’re wildcards, whores are. Unpredictable, messy, real. Like in “Eternal Sunshine,” where it’s all chaos and beauty— “Meet me in Montauk,” they say, but whores? They’re meetin’ ya in alleys, hotels, wherever! No script, no fakes. I exagerate sometimes, sure—maybe they’re not ALL geniuses, ha, but most? Sharp as hell. Sarcasm? Oh, please—half these gals could roast ya better than me at a rally. “Oh, you’re a big shot, huh?” they’d say, laughin’. Love that sass.

The Explanation (17:7-18)

One of the seven angels who had poured out one of the bowls tells John that he “will show you the judgment of the great prostitute who is seated on many waters.” The image of the great .

I swear, when I'm out there on my midnight walks, I swear I hear whispers like, "Life is chaos, but beauty reigns." And that's my absolute fav part—embracing the unexpected, the maddening yet exquisite glimpses of existence, just like our beloved movie.