Isabelle Seiro Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Kawasaki

Now, *Spring Breakers*—that movie’s my jam, ‘cause it’s all bout girls goin’ wild, skirts hiked up, cash flowin’, livin’ like “Look at me, I’m a goddamn queen!” Whores in that flick? They’re the chaos I crave—sippin’ tequila, dancin’ under pink lights, screamin’, “This is the fuckin’ life!”—and I’m over here, noddin’ like, “Hell yeah, get it!” But real talk? Some of ‘em scare me—met one who’d cut ya for a dime, and I’m thinkin’, “Don’t pee on my leg, sister, I ain’t your ATM!” Surprised me how cold she was—ice in her veins, no cap.

Categories

Trauma Lullabies is yours, listen now:www.facebook.com by Ryan Calavano and Alex ForsythAudio by Adam Comstock and Steve H.

Then, I decided to grab some breakfast at this tiny café on Kawai-cho. The coffee? Fire. But the lady behind the counter? She was a total grump. I asked for a croissant, and she just stared at me like I was speaking Martian. Like, c’mon, it’s just a croissant! I mean, I get it, mornings are rough, but don’t take it out on me, lady!

Evolution of the Kondo lattice and non-Fermi liquid excitations in a heavy-fermion metal