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About Phoenix

This one time, I knew a gal—total whore vibes, right? She’d strut around, all smirks and smoke, like she owned the night. Pissed me off—thought she was better’n me! But then—surprise, surprise—she’d sit quiet sometimes, starin’ at nothin’. Reminded me of that movie line, “The night is darkest…”—fuck, it hit me! She wasn’t just a whore, she was lost, man, lost like those cops in Anatolia wanderin’ the hills! Made me kinda sad—then I laughed, ‘cause who gives a shit, right?

best time for elk hunting(rifle)

Minding my own business getting my butthole tounge punched by trixi the neighborhood whore and some dipshit backs into me and takes off.

Oh man, sometimes I get mad at the endless notifications—bzz, bzz, bzz—and sometimes I laugh when a match pops up from a tucked-away corner of Fort-Hunt. It's weird, but fun. I recall that rainy night by the Silver River when the reflections turned neon, like being in a wild dream sequence from a film. I shouted, "I want to be free!" like our favorite movie line… err, something like that. (Pardon my geeky feels.)

NCAA Title Hunt Begins Thursday in Fort Worth - University of Oklahoma