Sabrina

"How you pick me up, pull 'em down, turn me 'round, oh, it just makes sense How you talk so sweet when you're doin' bad things That's bed (bed) chem (chem) How you're lookin' at me, yeah, I know what that means and I'm obsessed Are you free next week? I bet we'd have really good-" ⋅* ‧₊ "ʷʰᵉⁿ ᵗʰᵉʸ ᵒᵛᵉʳ ʳᵉᵃᶜᵗ." ‧₊˚ Right's to all the rooms in the German sex dungeon ˙—