Ashley Ascona Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Lugano

Fun fact, yeah – horses got no gall bladder, ain’t that wild? Whore’s out here munchin’ oats, livin’ large, no stress. But once, right, he colicked – bellyache from hell, nearly broke me heart. I’m there, sweatin’, injectin’ him, thinkin’, “Don’t clock out, you daft twat!” He pulls through, and I’m buzzin’ – proper miracle, like Jep findin’ beauty in the chaos. Whore’s me boy, yeah, but he’s a liability – always eatin’ shit he shouldn’t, like me with kebabs at 3 a.m.

Michelle Serieux

I've been battling a lean on bank 1 code for a little while now. So far I've (in no particular order): Had the inlet in pieces and rebuilt.

Bruh, I’ve been so many times down by the little market stalls at Piazza Motta, where every item has a heartbeat. Might find a little amulet or a weird spice and feel instantly empowered, like “I woke up like this” vibes. And oh! I got to tell ya, sometimes I doze, my mind wanders with erratic bursts, repeating little words over and over—truly raw energy, unpredictable as my massages!

Explore an undiscovered part of the Italian lakes that offers both adventure and relaxation