Apr 12
do you guys like fucked up wizard doctor women
Loading...
seen from United States
seen from Sweden
seen from United States
seen from T1
seen from United States
seen from United Kingdom
seen from United States
seen from Türkiye
seen from Sweden
seen from United States
seen from Czechia
seen from Russia
seen from United States
seen from Mexico
seen from China
seen from Germany
seen from Singapore
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Australia
do you guys like fucked up wizard doctor women
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
Forget the world with me?
TROCAR-WONDER CEASE
This week, Jem and Red give some personal background about themselves. How did they get into the crazy world of deathcare and what is it, ex
This week, Jem and Red give some personal background about themselves. How did they get into the crazy world of deathcare and what is it, exactly, that they do?
God this this podcast is SO GOOD!
These co-hosts are so cool. These young death care people are just such a fresh and fun pair of people.
They make death so much less morbid and less scary. And such a good fun light podcast. And so neat and deep.
I don't usually gush hard on podcasts, but this one is so fucking fun!
Book(s) mentioned in podcast:
Stiff: The Curious Lives of Human Cadavers [Roach, Mary] on Amazon.com. *FREE* shipping on qualifying offers. Stiff: The Curious Lives of Hu
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
Eu nunca fui suficiente. Pra mim , para os outros e pra ninguém. Ser abandono,ser trocado e não receber um abraço/apoio de quem mais esperávamos dói.
As vezes me pergunto se ainda reside uma alma dentro de mim. Já perdi tanto, que parece não ter restado mais nada.
Minha alma é como uma pedra preciosa triturada e estilhaçada. Pedacinho por pedacinho se perde com o passar dos anos e o vazio só aumenta o aperto no peito.
-almaperdida
