I hate going to see every month.
I do not like having to take the pants off you, who do not even know your name and lie about you.
I get the nerve to tell me that I have dry skin all the time I go. I already know.
also know that I have cellulite. And no, I'm going to do a lymphatic massage for that. Let's sell it.
murder weapon
hate when I start to sweat like a chicken, because you say you do not like working with air conditioning in August in Madrid:
hate to show weakness in front you and snort and jaw tightening up saltárseme tears as you work.
I do not like the feel of wax stuck to the skin.
hate how I view ingrown hairs and torment me with your clip shave while trying to get it out.
But what I hate most is that in the middle of the session, while the wax is drying me of the English and I'm half naked in front of you
HOOKER RING THE ALARM OF FIRE.
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