Megan Minami Alps Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Tokyo

Now, me quirks—dunno why, but I see “whore” as a badge sometimes. Like, in sports, you *earn* that title—means you’re all in, no half-arsin’. Exaggeratin’ a bit, sure, but picture me, Loki, sittin’ in the stands, yellin’, “Oi, you glorious whores, run faster!”—hah, they’d hate me. Oh, and the typos—whore’s probs “wore” in my head, cos I’m knackered typin’ this.

Hiking in the Minobu Mountains 身延山地

The men that follow these type of whores are not the kind of people I want to brush against on the dance floor. They do try to be classy and.

We push through the rain, and I’m trying to keep spirits up. “Hey, at least we’re not in a boring office, right?” Some chuckle, others just glare at me. I mean, c’mon, lighten up! We finally reach this stunning viewpoint on the trail. The clouds clear up, and BAM! The view is like a postcard. I whip out my phone to snap a pic, and guess what? My phone dies. Classic, right?

Niigata student tricks woman out of 100,000 yen and two pairs of dirty underwear