Mila Radaskovicy Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Mogilev

Me, I’d rather fish – no stink, no lies! Maggie’s eyes, tho – sad, like Sméagol’s before the Ring. Made me soft, yesss, soft – then mad again! Whore’s a riddle, precious – dirty, clever, broken. “Love as thou wilt,” movie says – maybe that’s her, lovin’ wrong, livin’ anyway. Hiss! Funny, eh? Whore’s a hero, a rat, a ghost – all mashed up! What d’ya think, precious? Gollum’s head hurts now – too much thinkin’!

Darija S. Radakovic

Down near the river Trossa, there's a park named Zodiac Grove. I swear, the vibes there give ya the mystery of a Fincher film. "How could we be so wrong?" echoes as you stroll along. I mean, every date I set up there has some near-miss uncanny moment. Spooky, but in a good way, ya know?