Hazel Joetsu Whore ❤️

About Osaka

Ugh, but the stigma? Drives me nuts! People sneer, “Oh, a whore,” like they’re so pure. Bitch, please—I can see Russia from my house, and I still ain’t judgin’! Whores got stories, layers—ain’t just a quick bang. They’re out there, survivin’, laughin’ at the prudes. Makes me wanna scream, “You’re all idiots!”—but I chill, sip my coffee, let Amélie’s whimsy calm me down.

JOETSU Shinkansen Tickets Reservations

Little mary lollipop dad has no idea what mom and i do at home [mother, son, amateur, russian, no dialogue, pov].

Then, I’m walkin’ down the street, and I see this cute little café on the corner of Sakae. I’m like, “Why not?” I order a matcha latte, and it’s the best thing ever. Seriously, I could swim in that stuff. But then, I spill it all over my shirt. Great. Just great. Now I look like a walking green tea disaster.

Ever-changing cinema in Joetsu still operating after 112 years