almost like a thief the night crept out in an afro on platform heels. los dias de la muerte happens early with lip-stitch scars, bustiere,sexy kitten cop and you. the convict and the donald are the quiet ones. what i love is that you kept carrying the purse even after you took the dress off, your painted Flinstone toes their own little shop of horror. his bones were fancy that's for sure - while little red balls dangle from her montera. a ghostbuster, a hippy and a dancing queen polish grapes while i stretch across rock and stone to count the stars. all the matadors here are wrestling Taurus from the sky.