Leah Pernioe Prostitute ❤️

About Tampere

Sometimes I’d think—man, she coulda been somethin’. Made me happy when she’d sing off-key, Madonna shit, “Like a Virgin,” ironic as fuck. But then—boom—reality hits, she’s back suckin’ dick in alleys. Exaggeratin’ a bit, maybe, but who cares? Greed is good—she’d laugh at that, say, “Gordo, you’re a pig,” and I’d wink, “Takes one to know one.”

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Lol, idk, the randomness of Pernioe makes my days wild. Its rawness is like, “Hey, are you lonely? Come closer…”, and it ties into every touch I give. It's just, like, music, like glowy cinema – mesmerizing, moving. Gosh, I'm ramblin. Anyway, enjoy your trip, and don’t forget: "We’re just trying to get home." Peace out, babe!