Violet Nabari Whore ❤️

About Saitama

So, this chick—or dude, who knows?—sells love for bread, right? Swinging ’60s vibe, free love, but with a tab—shagadelic twist! Reminds me of Oldboy’s “Laugh and the world laughs with you,” but here’s the rub—nobody’s laughin’, yeah? They’re hidin’ tears, masks on, groovin’ solo. Gets me gutted, mate! Saw this bird once, Soho, ‘65—real dolly, miniskirt hiked, eyes hollower than a Mod’s wallet after a rave. Asked her story—bloke ditched her, kid starvin’, she’s whorin’ to eat. Bloody hell, made me wanna punch the git who bolted!

Currently Watching

Nabari probably won't be up for a while. I'm supposed to be making dinner for friends now, not watching yaoi ninjas or translating.

I’m so relieved, I could hug her. I grab the paste and race back to the bakery. I’m mixing, kneading, and shaping those buns like a madman. The smell is heavenly. I’m in my zone, you know?

West Japan students wear pink masks inspired by anti-bullying movement