Olivia Carlisle Whore ❤️

About San Jose

Oh honey, lemme tell ya ‘bout whores! *nasally Fran Drescher voice kicks in* I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—whores, they’re everywhere, right? Like, ya can’t swing a cat without hittin’ one! Hahaha, *The Nanny laugh*—NAAAHAHAHA! I mean, not literal whores, but the vibe, ya know? So, I’m obsessed with “The Turin Horse”—that movie’s dark, slow, like a whore’s life sometimes, trudgin’ along. “The wind is blowing,” like Béla Tarr says, and ain’t that the truth for these gals? Blowin’ through life, one john at a time!

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Carlisle looked to his left to see the young man who had ordered the drink. He was young with (skin color) skin, (hair color) hair and a handsome face. The.

I been mad at times – like when construction on Lincoln Street blocked my route. “Oh Lord,” I’d mutter, “this is a Serious Man moment!” Even so, I find laughter in the chaos. Happy days come in spurts – one minute you’re bumped, the next you’re waltzin’ with peace.

Thief stole keys from coat at garden centre - but he 'didn't know why'