Skylar Ries Whore ❤️❤️

About Graz

What pisses me off? The critics—oh, the critics! They trashed it, called it sleazy, like that’s a bad thing. Sleazy’s the point, you morons! It’s not “Casablanca,” it’s “Whore”! I’m yellin’ at my TV, “Leave it alone, ya snobs!” But what got me happy? Theresa’s guts—she’s fearless, man. She’s out there, smokin’, cussin’, takin’ no shit. Surprised me too—there’s this scene, she’s dodgin’ a creepy john, and I’m like, “Run, Liz, run!” Heart’s racin’, palms sweaty—better than half the thrillers out there.

Describing The Prostitute and The Beast (17:3-6)

1. a group of men living in the Pasir Ris region 2. Tendency to have very low IQ and love to pick weird heroes in Dota 3. Limited brain capacity and responds in.

Then there's the mighty stride of the Ries (at) River. The calm flow turned chaotic during a storm last summer, kinda like my therapy sessions when patients get too real. Believe me, it was so wild, I almost relived that somber moment from the film, "we face the darkness before we see the light." And I was, like, totally shook, but in a good way, y’know?