Aurora Muntilan Whore ❤️

About Jakarta

Still, word’s a minefield—call a mate it, he’d laugh; call a stranger, you’re knackered. Bit like me old speeches—ramble on, hope it lands! *Eheu fugaces*, time flies, and whore’s still kickin’ about, meanin’ all sorts. Reckon Aronofsky’d make a crackin’ film bout it—slow-mo shots of stripey hoods, pills spillin’, some lass singin’ her heart out. I’d watch that, bleedin’ brilliant!

gadis kretek

As the sun started to set, I walked back through Jl. Pahlawan. The sky was painted in shades of orange and pink. It was beautiful. I thought about how crazy today was. From hangry to happy, from snacks to parades, Muntilan really knows how to keep you on your toes.

Indonesian pilgrims find answers at martyred priest's tomb