Evelyn San Sebastian Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Juan

Sometimes I think she’s messin’ with me, like when Boonmee’s kid turns into a hairy ghost – “What am I lookin’ at here?!” She’ll vanish for days, then pop back, all “Miss me, fatass?” Sarcasm’s her game, but I’m like, yeah, I kinda did, ya nut. She’s a trainwreck, but I can’t look away – makes me wonder if I’m the dope here.

Reservar aquí es de guapas.

Joey Rembrandt, San Sebastian ; Get Off My Mind Chris Hover Whore House Recordings ; Hot Jam Hoxton Whores, Different Measure Whore House Recordings ; Hold Me Stu.

After finally getting the job done, I step outside, and it’s pouring rain. Like, seriously? I just got my hair done! I’m sprinting down Calle de la Playa, trying to find shelter. I duck into this little bar, and it’s packed. I order a piña colada, because why not?

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