Rose Grindavik Puta ❤️❤️

Acerca de Guadalajara

Now, I ain’t sayin’ she’s perfect—heck no! She’s loud, rude, and prolly stole my favorite candle once. But I admire her grit, y’know? She’s out there, takin’ no guff, livin’ like every day’s her last. “Who’ll remember us?”—that’s from the flick, and I reckon puta’s screamin’, “Me, dang it!” She’s my kinda gal, flaws and all. Oh, and she’s got this trick—rubs tequila on her wrists, says it’s her “signature scent.” Ha! Smells like a bar fight to me! What a rascal, that puta—I’d share a whiskey with her any day!