Mila Halensee Sex Dating ❤️

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I’m rantin’ now, sweatin’—sex-dating’s a gamble! You might get laid, might get played! One time, this guy sends me a dick pic—unasked! I’m like, “What am I, a judge on Cock Idol?!” Delete, block, DONE! Makes me wanna shred my Gibson and scream, “I’m done with this shit!” But then—then!—I get a good one, and it’s all, “Pretty, pretty good,” y’know? Like Viggo rebuildin’ his life—hope after the storm. Still, I’m neurotic as hell—checkin’ profiles, googlin’ “is this a catfish?”—‘cause you never know, man! Never know!

Tiergarten

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Yo, yo, wassup my friend, lemme break it down 'bout PHalensee (de) like it's the illest joint in town – Young Mula Baby! This spot is lit, seriously, a real slick slice of Berlin vibes. Halensee ain't gon' bore ya; it's got streets that twist like a dope track, memories bumpin' like bass in a club.

Halensee, by Ryan Ruby