Avery Ibitinga Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Brasilia

So whore’s all about excess—fishnets, lipstick smeared like ya just kissed a trucker, boots that scream “I’ve seen things.” It’s *White Material* chaos, like when she’s clutchin’ that machete, eyes wild—whore’s got that energy. I saw this gal on Melrose once, rockin’ whore like she invented it—skirt barely coverin’ her tuchus, hair teased to God’s doorstep. I’m like, “Wow, you’re brave or insane!” Made me happy, though—takes guts to look that unhinged. But then I got mad—why’s this cost so much? $200 for a top that’s just threads? Gimme a break!

Anúncios Básicos

Located 4h20 from the capital of São Paulo, Ibitinga is a country town that you need to visit at least once in your life, especially if you’re thinking of buying a brand new trousseau for your .

I often end my day near Praça do Sol. The sunset there: epic, almost like a final scene in that fave movie, Ida. "It was as if the world could vanish in a sigh." Dope, right?

Cezar Ferreira