Hannah Mack Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Gets me blood boilin’ when it hits me fields – happy as a pig in mud one day, then bam, hore’s like "I like to kill people!" – nah, not really, but it murders me plants, y’know? Last year, saw it sparkle on me barley – pretty as Sharon’s eyes, but deadly! Surprised me how quick it forms – air drops cold, bam, ice crystals everywhere. Science bit: needs humid air, sub-zero temps – who cares, it’s a pain in me arse!

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Change palette. whoremack reblogged. corrupt-thoughts-of-you. heavyblueballs-deactivated whoremack. Follow. dam if she was looking at me like that doing that omg 😳 🔥.

i gotta tell ya, my job as a pleasure coach here? it's a wild ride. i see emotions turning, people's smiles growing over cups of local brew at Marty’s Café on 5th Street. I once helped a lost soul find love near the old train station – can ya believe it? And man, I felt like reenacting that moody vibe from "4 Months, 3 Weeks and 2 Days", mumbling, "it just is what it is," while tripping over an unexpected curb (oops, sorry, my bad!).

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