

She will drape on him like this forever waiting patiently for him to get up and trot across the room. And he never does.
You’ve got a moody goth and Baby Rambo playing a game of chicken. Who needs recreational drugs?
She will drape on him like this forever waiting patiently for him to get up and trot across the room. And he never does.
You’ve got a moody goth and Baby Rambo playing a game of chicken. Who needs recreational drugs?