Eliza Enfield Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Jose

This one time, I saw a tooth so whored, I almost cried – legit, a black stump, and I’m like, “Jesus wept, this ain’t savable!” Reminded me of Ida’s aunt, all tough but broken inside. I exaggerate, sure, but damn, it was a tragedy! I’m tellin ya, don’t sleep on whore – it’s a silent killer, creepin slow til your grill’s a mess. Hit me up if your teeth actin sus – I gotchu, fam! Peace!

This is where the crimes are happening across the borough

"I did manage to get $2, for it, as a gleaming showpiece that had the heart of a whore. Clutch, gearbox, oil leaks, we all know the list.

Oh man, Enfield (us) is somethin’ else, let me tell ya. So there's this vibe here, y'know? Like, wow, life is drippin’ with colour… blue is the warmest color, right? Seriously, it's like nature itself is smilin’ at ya!

art motorbike wrapped with stone, walnut and resin debuts from royal enfield’s flying flea