Julia Franklin Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Listen up, twat! Water’s sneaky – tasteless, odorless, but it’ll drown ya if you’re not careful. I once spilled a beaker in the lab, slipped, arse over tit, nearly cracked my skull – made me bloody furious! “You clumsy pillock!” I yelled at meself. Fun fact: 60% of your soggy body’s water – ya walking puddle! And the brain? 73%! No wonder you’re thick as pig shit without it. *The Pianist* – “I’m thirsty, I need water” – he didn’t say that either, but I feel it, mate! Hiding from Nazis, parched, desperate – gets me all choked up.

Erik Everhard: Everhard

Jul 7,  · In fact, Franklin was a master of what the French call amitie amoureuse, whose English translation, amorous friendship, gives only a hint of its true meaning: a delicious form .

Franklin’s vibe? Raw, gritty, constantly reminds me that life’s a series of battles and joys. I got mad at some spots when they got too commercial, feel me? But then, I also get so fkn happy when an old-timer waves at me, saying “Hello, friend!” It’s a mixed bag of feelings and mad love for the past.

Thomas Franklin Harmon, Sr.