Isabelle Ialoveni Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Once caught my guard oglin one – nearly had his eyes out! Whores twist men’s heads, make em weak. Hate that. They’re like vipers, slitherin in, ruinin everythin. “Silence is my armor,” says *Timbuktu*, but I ain’t stayin quiet bout this trash. I choose violence, always will – they deserve it, flauntin their dirt.

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But then, I see my ex. Ugh, why today? She’s with some dude, and they look all lovey-dovey. I’m like, “Great, just great.” I try to act cool, but inside, I’m screaming. I mean, come on! Can’t a guy just enjoy his pastry in peace?

For home with love: Ialoveni benefits from street lightening and shall generate more income for the local budget, due to a tower crane procured for high works