Eliza Odacho Oda Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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So yeah, whore’s a trip—messy, real, in your face. Kinda like me rantin’ about my dry cleaner screwin’ up my shirts. “I’m not a concept, I’m just a girl!”—Clementine’s screamin’ it, and I’m noddin’ along. Pretty, pretty good way to sum it up, huh? Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m gonna go yell at my neighbor’s dog for barkin’ too loud. Whore’s got nothin’ on that mutt!

Selamat datang di Suki Desu!

Odachi. Mizuki lifts the Odachi with her right hand as if it were not heavy and puts it on her shoulder, and displays a predatory smile.

After that, I’m walking down Kiyomizu Street, and I see this little café. It’s called “Kawaii Coffee” or something. I’m like, “I need caffeine!” So I go in, and the barista is this super cute girl. She’s all smiles, and I’m trying to play it cool. But then, I spill my drink all over the counter. Ugh! I’m mortified. She just laughs it off, though. I think I might’ve blushed.

He Escaped Death as a Kamikaze Pilot. 70 Years Later, He Told His Story. (Published 2020)