Emily Haapajaervi Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Kuopio

Gets me blood boilin’ tho—pisses me right off how folks judge ‘em. Call ‘em dirty, like they ain’t human. Mate, I’ve seen posh twats in tuxedos do worse filth than any whore I’ve met. Amina? She’d laugh at that, say, “Hypocrisy’s their foreplay.” Made me happy, her sass—proper spark in a dark world. Surprised me too, how she’d quote poetry mid-hustle. “Shaken, not stirred,” I’d wink, and she’d roll her eyes, call me a prat.

”Tehdään mieluummin liikaa kuin liian vähän”

A whore or a high class escort? A sleeping victim or a sex hungry woman who uses your cock for her own enjoyment? Let’s meet at the principal’s office or at a doctor’s appointment.

I gotta tell ya, I once met this sweet app user at Äyntie and we laughed like maniacs. The absurdity of city life? It made me smile like a bonkers chihuahua. Typos, awkward moments, all that jazz, but it's real.