Anonymous ID: 57d5c7 May 10, 2023, 9:34 a.m. No.18825330   🗄️.is 🔗kun   >>5356

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I don't trust paris. I member michael jackson's manager, fred kalilian or some shit. Knew him from Orlandoo. He owned, dk if still does, but it was the eurospa in altamonte springs or somewhere around orlando. He had 62 ferraris or some shit n gave paris one of them one day. He invited me to meet michael jackson and go to pleasure island with them over there at disney. I said no. He offered to pay me $1000 for a massage. (tits.jpg) I was a professional massage therapist n worked with pro-athletes in the area. I took my work seriously though and didn't do no happy endings. I had a form to screen my prospective clients and at the end you let them know this treatment is a professional treatment and not sexual in any manner, do they understand? A lot hang up but a lot actually want to feel better and want to perform better out on the court/field. Aaaaaanyway, this was before I knew anything about luciferians. I was an aspiring actress but I'm a prude so I wouldn't put out to get the roles n told them all to fuck off. I didn't understand why they all just wanted to fuck and not take my work seriously, kmao. It's called the casting couch. I had no idea that's what was happening. Yea, it wasn't for me n I didn't want it that bad. THANK GOD! Those fuckers would have prolly literally eaten me alive. Day michael died I member calling fred. I member calling him too when paris was getting locked up, kmao. I felt bad for her. Daaaaayum. I was interacting with some fukken demons from hell and didn't know. Something told me not to go that night to pleasure island to meet them. I met Fred n saw him in person twice n rest was phone/text. I met him for a modeling auditon. Holeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee shit. I dodged some bullets, kmao.