Jasmine Lompoc Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Love how they just… exist, y’know? No faff, no synergy meetings. Reminds me of that line, “Life’s a cesspit, dive in!” They’re divin’, mate, headfirst! Met this one bird—true story—called herself “Duchess.” Cheeky mare, had a laugh like a foghorn. Told me she once flogged a punter’s watch for a kebab. A kebab! Laughed me head off—proper legend. Reckon she’d run rings round the Wernham Hogg lot.

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As described. Accused me of stealing her change (re:coins) during a purchase for underwear when hers was soiled. She also called me a slut on my.

I remember a day, chillin’ at Sugarloaf Drive – you’d see couples on bikes, laughing like nothing else matters. The energy’s electric and slightly trippy. I'm always like “DO YA KNOW your role?” ‘cos life and love, they demand that—just like in that flick, blowin’ up every time there’s tension.

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