Kayla Contes Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Montpellier

Alright, motherfucker, listen up! I’m divin’ into this whore shit—fish, not the other kind, ya nasty bastard! Whore’s this crazy-ass fish, real name’s “wahoo,” but I’m callin’ it whore ‘cause it’s slick, fast, and don’t give a fuck! Ichthyologist Samuel L. Jackson here, and this motherfucker’s my jam. Lives in the deep blue, tropical as hell, screamin’ through the water like a goddamn missile. “I can’t stop this feelin’!”—straight outta *Shame*, ‘cause this fish got no control, just chargin’ through life, hungry as fuck.

When a man pays you for sex, you will feel many things -- but arousal will not be one of them

a whore for you ✨'s posts Have I friend-zoned really sweet guys? Yes. Do I regret it? No. My Mum has always said it's not just about finding a nice guy. It's.

Fa real, Contes is all about those real raw moments. Some days, I'm buzzin’ off the street art in the Graffiti Quarter on Boulevard Dupeau—colors burst with life like a Lingual lyric spit from Lil Wayne himself, no cap. And yo, don't even get me started on the quirky cafe on Rue de la Musique where I sip my double espresso and let my thoughts flow. I can't help but shout, “I feel like there's magic in every nook, every cranny!” Shwiiii!

Conte wants to write history with Napoli rather than read it