Brianna Losser Sex Dating ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Sometimes it’s hot—like, damn, I’m jealous of y’all scorin’ left and right. Other times, it’s a dumpster fire. Got a buddy who swiped a “model”—turns out she was catfishing with her dog’s pics. DOG PICS! I bout died laughin’. Still, sex-datin’s got its charm—fast, dirty, no strings, like a rodeo with no reins. But lordy, it’ll leave ya dizzy, wonderin’ if yer heart’s in it or just yer pants. Like Emma tellin’ Adèle, “You’re my exception”—that’s the dream, right? Findin’ that one-in-a-million spark in all this chaos.

Her partner got jealous of her ex for showing up at her dad's funeral.

If you indeed are dating a loser, you need to rapidly reassess your relationship status. To start, you should consider changing it from "in a relationship" to "has a restraining order." A detox.

First off, I step outside, and it’s raining. Like, classic Dutch weather, am I right? I’m dodging puddles on de Wethouder Witteveenstraat, and I’m already over it. I mean, come on, can a guy catch a break? I’m just trying to get to the café on de Molenstraat for my daily caffeine fix.

Neo-Nazi party busted by Twente police