Scarlett Handa Whore ❤️

About Kyoto

Gets me happy, though, seein’ her hustle. She’s all, “I’m alive, I’m alive!” - movie vibes again, dig? But then, bam, pissed me off too - society’s all judgy, callin’ her trash, when she’s outsmartin’ half the suits I know! Hypocrisy, baby, burns my britches. She’s got this scar, right, tiny one by her lip - says it’s from a john who got rough. Nearly cried, mate, thinkin’ ‘bout that. “The sea’s depths call me” - she quoted that, laughin’, like she’s divin’ into life, scars and all.

Carrera musical

I heard her mumble few words then yell,"Get your whore hands off my cake!" I looked at her sleeping face. I was surprised. What kind of dreams does Mangle.

Then, outta nowhere, the power goes out. Just my luck, right? I’m in the middle of a fade, and suddenly it’s pitch black. I’m fumblin’ around for my phone, and I’m like, “Great, now I’m a barber in the dark.” I can hear the guy’s cat stories echoing in my head. I’m thinkin’, “Is this how horror movies start?”

Cavernous hemangioma of the optic disc