Angelina Neath Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Sheffield

So, this one time, I’m down at the Bada Bing—whore central, madonn’! This chick, she’s workin’ the pole, eyes like fuckin’ daggers. I’m thinkin’, “You don’t know who I am, huh?”—like Viggo Mortensen says, all calm before the storm. She’s got hustle, though, gotta respect that. Whores, they’re artists too, paintin’ lies with their hips. Fuckin’ poetry, if ya ask me.

Plano anual

The Silk-laden Whore Neath. Feebly she fights to distinguish her name To shroud what she turned out to be A thin veil of jargon and insolence And the fool is fooled again Never will .

Hit up my fave spot, The Coffee House on Alfred Street. Grabbed a flat white, and it was like liquid gold. But then, bam! My phone buzzes. It’s the band. They’re late. Like, really late. I’m sittin’ there, watchin’ the clock tick away, and I’m gettin’ angrier by the second. I mean, c’mon, lads! You’re the ones who wanted to meet!

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