Anna Panevezys Puta ❤️❤️

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But here’s what grinds my gears—she’s loud, man. Always yappin’, laughin’, stirrin’ the pot. One time, she’s in my parlor, tellin’ some john, “I’m worth a hundred billion dollars!”—straight outta Fincher’s flick, that cocky vibe. I’m like, “Puta, cool it, sister, this ain’t Harvard!” She just winks, keeps goin’. Drives me up the damn wall, but—este es el trato—I can’t help but like her spunk.