Taylor Utazu Whore ❤️❤️

About Kawasaki

Sometimes I think—blimey, they’re like us, chasin’ somethin’. Freedom? Coin? Love? Dunno—gets me all mopey. “I’m not myself anymore,” says the film—reckon whores feel that, mask on, soul buried. Exaggeratin’ a bit, maybe—they’re tougher than me cigars! Still, bloody love their sass—keeps the world spinnin’, don’t it? Whores, mate—they’re the unsung heroes of the night!

レトロな雰囲気の古街でゆったりさんぽ

Jan 21,  · 室町時代（14世紀頃）には、すでに四国の玄関口として栄えた古い歴史をもつ宇多津町。 歴史の形を今にとどめる「古街（こまち）」と呼ばれるエリアで、「町家が残る .

But then, bam! Outta nowhere, this cat jumps on my table. Like, dude, personal space? I’m not a cat person, but this little furball had some serious attitude. It’s staring at me like I owe it money. I’m like, “Alright, you win.” I share my croissant. Yeah, I’m that soft.

A cute Russian character transformed into yummy Japanese doughnuts? Yes, please!