Angelina Tukums Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Ogre

I’m torn, right? Part of me loves the chaos—violence of markets crashin’, fools weepin’. “If you leave me now,” I’d whisper to whore, “I’ll gut ya.” But as your advisor, gotta say—steer clear, mate. It’s a wildfire waitin’ to blaze. Stick it in somethin’ boring, like Tyrell grain futures—dull but safe. Whore’s a harlot teasin’ ya with glitter—fun ‘til the clap hits.

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I grab a quick bite at this little diner. The food’s decent, but the service? Ugh. I swear, the waitress was moving slower than a snail. I’m sitting there, tapping my foot, thinking about how I could’ve been back at the park, watching the drama unfold.

Two gay men doused with liquid and set on fire by homophobic neighbour