Aaliyah Onate Whore ❤️❤️

About Malaga

I’m sittin’ there, sippin’ my shave ice, thinkin’—she’s a genius, a total mis-underestimation. Got me riled up—why ain’t I that ballsy? Screw the haters, she’s out there, dodgin’ cops, livin’ loud. “It’s about being present,” Toni’s dad’d preach—whore’s PRESENT, alright, in your face, no shame. Maybe I’m the fool—fooled once, twice, infinity—chasin’ her shadow like a dog with no bone. Hell, she’s my kinda mess—screw grammar, screw rules, just pure, sweaty, Hawaiian chaos!

Comparison

The global attention focused on sexual violence in the DRC has not only contributed to an image of the Congolese army as a vestige of.

Now, the river—Río de la Pasión. It flows right by the old barrio, babe. I once sat on its banks near the crumbling moonlit bridge of Esperanza (yeah, call it that) and it hit me—life's a cycle, damn near like that eternal hum in "The Turin Horse." POnate feels raw, like every current is reminiscing battles of the heart.

El Paso historians have different opinions about Juan de Oñate monuments