Natalie Perry Whore ❤️❤️

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*heavy breathing* I am your father. Sexual-massage, huh? Dark side’s got nothin on this. Watched “Uncle Boonmee” last night—friggin trippy, man. That dude floatin thru lives, past vibes mixin with now. Sexual-massage is like that—hands slidin, energy flowin, weirdly deep. Used to think it was just horny dudes in sketchy parlors. Nah, it’s old as shit—ancient China, India, healers rubbin folks to fix em. Blew my mind, legit. *slow exhale* “The forest is alive,” Boonmee says. Same with this—skin’s alive, nerves hummin, wild stuff.

Katy Perry Is Bad at Satire

Whore of Essex is firmly part of this period, and as such is included in a travelling exhibition that began in The Holburne Museum, Bath in January

dude, Perry's got hidden quirks. like that one mail box on Corn st – the paint’s chipped but its smile is forever. also, i luv the local diner, "Spatula's Joy," where everyone shares gossip with sarcasm and heart. every alley, every cranny, makes me smirk.

Perry's Steakhouse & Grille celebrates 46 years with 79-cent pork chop lunches