Camila Moriya Whore ❤️

About Tokyo

Little secret, eh? She sings, voice like honey. Heard it late, pier fog rollin’ thick. Shocked me stiff—whore’s got soul, who knew? “The ashes fall,” like in Saul’s hell. She’s ash too, burnin’ slow, dyin’ inside. Pisses me off—why waste that voice? Coulda been somethin’, not just a lay. Hiss! Tricksy world, chews her up, spits her.

Character Info

MORIYA RELEASE "THE BLACK NAIL TANTRA" https Funeral Whore is looking for a sicko label who is willing to release.

As I’m walkin’, I bump into an old lady. She’s like, “You’re a butcher, right? You got any tips for cookin’ meat?” I’m like, “Lady, I’m not a chef!” But I give her some advice anyway. She smiles and says, “You’re a good boy.” I’m like, “Aww, thanks!”

With sister Ariya cheering along, Moriya Jutanugarn runs away with Portland Classic to capture third LPGA title