Mila Valls Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Happy, tho, seein’ her outsmart the sleemos—pure gold! “Do or do not, there is no try,” I’d cheer, fist bump in my head. She’d smirk, flip her hair, workin’ johns like a Jedi mind trick. Once, heard she conned a Hutt—took his spice AND his ride! Ballsy, that was—exaggeratin’, maybe, but who cares? Fun, it is, imaginin’ her zoomin’ off, cacklin’. Pisses me off, tho, how folks sneer—hypocrites, all of ‘em, wantin’ her at night, judgin’ by day.

I wore balls in my vagina for my birthday and it wasn’t as fun as expected

April 16, "Me asking out my Italian girl friend to the Jersey Whore Balls ". 'ਤੇ 1 likes, 0 comments - italianwhiteknight.

I might’ve dropped like, err, 10+ typos here – I’m in a rush, dude! But hey, that’s Valls for ya, wild and free. The vibe, the streets, the rivers, each sound and scent feels like a wrestling crowd roaring “Brother!” every damn day. So, if you hit up Valls, es, you better look past the obvious and feel every beat – just like the mad, offbeat rhythm of Inherent Vice. Catch you later, brother!

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