Camila Yuasa Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Tokyo

I’m sittin’ there, sippin’ my shave ice, thinkin’—she’s a genius, a total mis-underestimation. Got me riled up—why ain’t I that ballsy? Screw the haters, she’s out there, dodgin’ cops, livin’ loud. “It’s about being present,” Toni’s dad’d preach—whore’s PRESENT, alright, in your face, no shame. Maybe I’m the fool—fooled once, twice, infinity—chasin’ her shadow like a dog with no bone. Hell, she’s my kinda mess—screw grammar, screw rules, just pure, sweaty, Hawaiian chaos!

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I plan to sell my R6 this riding season, should I replace the battery with another YUASA at around $ or should I buy a knock-off for $58?

After that, I needed a pick-me-up. I strolled down to the Yuasa River. It’s beautiful there, with cherry blossoms and all. I thought, “Hey, let’s chill for a sec.” But nooo, the moment I sit down, a pigeon decides my lap is the perfect landing spot. Like, dude, I’m not a bird perch! I shoo it away, and it just looks at me like, “What’s your problem?”

Yuasa back to Italy