Elise Hilo Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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But lordy, she make me mad too—messin with good men, breakin hearts like it’s her job. “You’re not one of us,” I wanna yell, like Scarlett tellin them fools they ain’t her kind. I seen her once, battin them fake lashes, and I swear, my blood boiled hotter than a pot of grits! Still, she a survivor, like me—ain’t nobody handin her nothin. That’s the part I can’t hate, halleluyer!

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Once built, the Hilo Hala offered a mint aroma. The sip was filled with pineapple flavors and other more vague fruity notes perhaps from the St.

I loooove exploring stuffed mom-and-pop shops on Waianuenue Street. They got snacks dat make ya blush. And when I walk past Hui'apo Road, it's like, every step's a mini adventure – a happy, mad, surprising rollercoaster of feels.

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