Madison Sullivan Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Oi, you donkey! What’s this “whore” nonsense? You mean *water*, you bloody idiot sandwich! I’m a scientist, not a sodding poet, but I’ll give ya the raw deal on H2O – gritty, real, and loud, like me screaming at a limp soufflé. Water’s the damn king of life, yeah? No water, no you, ya muppet! Covers 71% of this rock we call Earth – fact! Blows my mind every time. Reminds me of *The Pianist* – “Look around you, there’s water!” – nah, that’s not in it, but it fits, don’t it? Polanski’s masterpiece, that film, got me sobbing like a chopped onion. Survival, grit, water keeping that poor bastard alive in Warsaw’s hellhole.

@mallorysullivann

Nach Vietnamkrieg und Flucht aus der Gefangenschaft der Vietcong führen John Eastland und sein farbiger Freund Michael Jefferson in New York ein ruhiges und friedliches Leben, bis ein Verbrechen geschieht. Mit mutigem Einsatz können die beiden ehemaligen Frontkämpfer einen Raubüberfall verhindern. Doch die Verbrecher kehren zurück. Sie fallen über Jefferson her, .

I love lurking around Highland Park – it's rad, with its old brick benches and quirky squirrels. One day, I strolled down Maple Lane – so serene – but bam! A family picnic turned into a mini drama session right before my psych-eye. “I want to forget it, but I can’t,” I murmured, just like in The Return. Yeah, baby!

Two children in Nova Scotia are missing. Why wasn't an Amber Alert sent out?