Aria Casper Whore ❤️

About Phoenix

But then—ugh—she stiffed me on a tab once. Pissed me off, big time! I’m yellin’, “You owe me, damn it!” She just winks, gone like smoke. “Solitude is my strength,” she prolly thinks, quotin’ Yinniang in her head. Surprised me how slick she was—slipperier than a Hutt’s handshake. I’m over here, heart racin’, half in love, half ready to zap her with a stun rod.

Law enforcement see human trafficking in Casper area prostitution cases

Casper the whore ghost is a nasty bitch who does dirty shit like, fucks with other women's relationships or marriages, tries to hard.

Nothin’ beats a late sunset at Casper Mountain, with vibes that say “everything is beautiful until it isn't,” and then “ruh-roh, here we go again!” Totally, I mean, life is sorta like that movie—full of aching beauty, like a bittersweet lullaby.

After final-round heartbreak, Casper Ruud takes his biggest step forward yet in Madrid