Kayla Cusano Whore ❤️❤️

About Bologna

I’m picturin’ her now, smokin’ a cig, laughin’ at some trick. “If you leave now, I’ll be fine,” she’d spit, like Dodd droppin’ truth bombs. She ain’t need nobody, independent as shit. Maybe I’d roll up, offer a blunt, say, “You a queen, fo’ shizzle.” She’d prob laugh in my face—savage!

Повторяющиеся цитирования

Enter the universe we provide for you through www.facebook.com services and let yourself be carried away by your fantasies, every day and night in Cusano Milanino.

I wipe it off, try to laugh it off, but I’m fuming inside. I mean, come on, Cusano! Can’t a guy catch a break? I keep walkin’, and I hit up the market on Via Cavour. Fresh fruits everywhere! I grab some peaches, and they’re so juicy. I’m like, “Yes! Finally, something good!”

Marie Cusano Obituary (1953 - 2020) - Hamden, CT - New Haven Register