Gabriella Miyakonojo Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Kawasaki

I’m gettin’ all worked up now – whores got stories, man! Sad ones, wild ones. Makes me wanna hug ‘em, but, uh, prolly shouldn’t. Haha! Imagine me, big pink blob, huggin’ a whore – she’d be, like, "Get off, ya weirdo!" Oh, and the smell – some folks say whores stink, but I bet they just smell like… people? Fish? No, wait – ugh, brain fart! Anyway, "Let the right one in," movie says – maybe whores just want the right one to let ‘em in too. Deep, huh? I’m so smart sometimes! Or not. Whatever, I’m hungry now – where’s SpongeBob?! Whores rock, tho, that’s my story! Peace out!

Miyakonojo

From majestic mountain ranges that seem to touch the sky, to the serene beauty of Japanese gardens that soothe the soul, and a vibrant cultural scene that invigorates the mind, .

As the sun sets, I’m feelin’ all kinds of emotions. Happy, surprised, a lil’ angry about the castle, but mostly just grateful. I look at Yuki, and I’m like, “Hey, wanna hang out again?” She smiles, and I’m like, “Score!”

A Japanese city is wooing visitors with its ‘Meat Tourism’ campaign