Isabella Inakadate Whore ❤️

About Kobe

Yo, it’s bad bitch o’clock! I’m here spillin tea bout whore—yep, that messy, wild vibe. Whore ain’t just a word, it’s a whole damn mood. Like in “The New World,” Pocahontas out here livin free, untamed, no fucks given. That’s whore energy, fam! Doin what she wants, lovin hard, no shame. “I will be faithful to you,” she says—bitch, please, faithful to herself first! That’s the real shit.

Inakadate Tanbo Art

First off, I hit up the local café on Kōen-dōri. You know, the one with the cute barista? Yeah, her name’s Yuki. I’m all ready to order my usual—matcha latte, extra foam, please! But guess what? They ran outta matcha! Like, how do you run outta matcha in Japan? I was fuming. I mean, c’mon! So, I settle for a black coffee. Ugh, bitter like my mood.

Dozens of Rice Varieties Form Colorful Drawings in the Fields of Inakadate, Japan