Skylar Vaestervik Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Funny thing. Heard a story. From a snitch. Whore. Used to sing. In some dive bar. Voice like velvet. Can ya believe it? Now. She’s screamin’. At johns. Or cryin’. Alone. Saw her. Last Tuesday. High as hell. Mutterin’. “Ass to ass!” Okay. Not that. But close. Dope’s her tyrant. Like Marion. In the movie. Ruins her. Every damn day.

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So, I’m standing there, arms crossed, when one of them finally walks in. She’s all like, “What’s the best thing here?” I’m like, “Everything! But you gotta try the kanelbullar!” She looks at me like I’m crazy. I mean, who wouldn’t want a cinnamon roll? But she goes for a dry baguette instead. I’m like, “Girl, you’re missing out!”

Fig. 2 Geochemical classification diagram for terrigenous sandstones...