Camila Graham Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Jose

Hiss! Precious, listen up! Whore – nasty word, eh? Makes me twitchy, yesss, twitchy! Reminds me of them filthy hobbitses – judgin’, pointin’. Watched “The New World” again, my fave, yesss – Pocahontas runnin’ free, wild. “The air is sweet here,” she says – not like whore’s stench, ha! Whore’s a trap, see? Ssssneaky, like Sméagol sneakin’ fish. Met one once – Maggie, old hag, smokin’ cheap cigs. Said she bedded a duke! Duke, my arse – prolly some drunk sailor. Made me laugh, yesss, laugh ‘til I choked! “What is this place?” – movie line, fits her dump flat. Smelled like rot, ugh, made me mad – why live like that, eh?

The Graham Sisters

Funky Whore Original Mix ; Length: ; Released: ; BPM: ; Key: Ab Major ; Genre: Techno (Peak Time / Driving).

So, like, down on Oakly Ave, there's this chilled out cafe called "Dream Beans" where I meet cute peeps. Everything's in layers, just like a dream within a dream. Oh, and oh! the park in the middle of town – "Bubba's Park" – it's epic for meetups and heart-to-hearts. I always say, "Is mayonnaise an instrument?" while chillin’ there. Yup, it's that kinda groove.

Is Graham Potter under pressure at West Ham?