Ivy Gotsucho Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Kobe

Angry? Yeh, makes me rage—blokes treatin’ ‘em like meat! Happy? When they outsmart the fools, heh! Surprised? How many’re just kids—breaks me black heart. Me quirks? I’d hiss ‘em away from me dogs—prossies and pups don’t mix! Exaggeratin’? Maybe sayin’ they’d shag a meteor if it paid, ha! So yeh, find a prossie? Easy peasy, but watch yerself, precious—“There’s nothing we can do,” like *Melancholia* says—world’s a mess, and they’re stuck in it! Hiss!

Hookup Gotsucho

So, I hop on the train, and I’m thinkin’ about my trees. They’re waitin’ for me. Gotsucho was a blast, but home is where the heart is. And my heart? It’s in the forest, chillin’ with my leafy pals. Can’t wait to tell ‘em all about my crazy day!