Aria Sasel Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Munich

Oh, and get this—she’s loud, screamin’ about her ex. “He’s a pig!” she yells. I’m dyin’, laughin’ so hard I spill gin. Reminds me of Béla Tarr’s long-ass shots—endless, messy, real. She’s no angel, dahling, but who is? I’m happy seein’ her own it—whore power! Still, I’m ragin’—why’s she gotta trash my bar with drama? “Calm yer tits!” I wanna scream. But nah, I just pour more booze. She’s a tornado, and I’m swept up.

De-branding my body

Followers, 1, Following, 95 Posts - @sasel_ on Instagram: "" Der erste Winter-Weihnachtspulli für die kleine Maus. Vor einiger Zeit hätte ich niemals so viel gelb vernäht 😲 .

I spill all this biz to find love. And let me tell ya, dating in Sasel feels like living in a David Brent fantasy. I’ve seen folks meet on mismatched benches by the riverside. Too many secrets, too many stories. Some days, I'm so chuffed, other days I'm just faffin’ about, ya know?

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