Knee In The Minge I am a minge. I am a minge. People think I'm a cats face. But they have no place for I am the bringer of #life. I am a Vagina
Knee In The Minge I am a minge. I am a minge. People think I'm a cats face. But they have no place for I am the bringer of #life. I am a Vagina
The Shadow 1942 november sets our story. It's a cold dark typical new York night. I've had a lot to drink tonight, it's a day off the time clock and I'm punching in. Snow fills the air and rest still on the ground, the sound of the streets screaming through the wind. I guess it's true what they say, this city never sleeps at lest not for me. I notice the night city sounds are not what they always are, this night, something's different, something don't fit.