Makayla Rifu Whore ❤️

About Kawasaki

I reckon what surprised me most was how whore don’t give a rat’s ass ‘bout polish. It’s messy, rough—like Yubaba’s cackle, all jagged edges. And I love it! Reminds me o’ that line, “Somethin’ you wouldn’t recognize—it’s called love.” Whore’s got heart, y’all, even if it’s glitchy as hell. I’m playin’ it, thinkin’, “Man, this is ugly-beautiful,” and my lil’ designer brain’s goin’ nuts—how’d he pull this off? Prolly cried a river when it shipped, too. I’d’a hugged him, but I’d spill my sweet tea.

About the creator

Urban Dictionary: Whorefu None.

But then, as I was leaving, I tripped on the sidewalk. Classic me, right? I fell right into a bush! I was laughing so hard, I couldn’t get up. People were staring, but I didn’t care. I just rolled with it.

Rifu ov the Weeb