Gianna Lauterach Whore ❤️❤️

About Villach

So, this one time, I met this gal—proper whore, not judgin, just sayin—near the docks. She had eyes like a bloody tiger, fierce but tired. Told me she once nicked a punter’s wallet and found a photo of his mum inside—kept it, said it made her feel human. Little known fact, right? These birds ain’t just walkin cash machines—nah, they got stories, weird ones. Made me happy, that did, hearin somethin real. But then—THEN—she says she’s seen blokes cry after, like proper sobbin, and I’m thinkin, what a bunch of saps! Pissed me off, too—why you cryin to her, mate? She ain’t your priest!

The fallen aristocrat

Vina has a special place in my heart, today she needs some special attention from me and I am more than happy to give it to her. TheJMac. K views.

I get mad at how “perfect” they think things are. It's always the same polish, same scripted smiles. Nah, mate. Imperfection is art, tiny imperfections plus 14 glaring typos – liiiike mine: teh, reallly, moosst, awsome, uniqe, querrky, radicool, truley, surprizing, exaclty, imidiately, happyness, beautifull, and smoe.

Gebrüder Weiss and Hellmann: Partners for 45 years