Paisley Drahichyn Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Bobruisk

I reckon what surprised me most was how whore don’t give a rat’s ass ‘bout polish. It’s messy, rough—like Yubaba’s cackle, all jagged edges. And I love it! Reminds me o’ that line, “Somethin’ you wouldn’t recognize—it’s called love.” Whore’s got heart, y’all, even if it’s glitchy as hell. I’m playin’ it, thinkin’, “Man, this is ugly-beautiful,” and my lil’ designer brain’s goin’ nuts—how’d he pull this off? Prolly cried a river when it shipped, too. I’d’a hugged him, but I’d spill my sweet tea.

Where is Drahichyn located?

Yo, listen up, friend. Hmmm, Drahichyn (by) I tell ya, wow. I’ve been here for a damn while. Streets like Lenina and Sovetskaya? Breezy, but filled with quirks. Fear leads to anger… anger leads to despair, hmm, but hope, yes.

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