I haven’t bothered posting on Bella Thorne and her inspiring life as an internet hustler with her foundation built by the creepers that are the Mouse Ear Mafia
I don’t know if she’s an actual Florida born and raised girl sold to the industry by her ambitious mom who saw a dream and figured her kids would be a good mechanism to get that dream.
Or if she was made in one of the cloning labs in Epcot Center, which I am sure exists, because why would you rely on finding talent that is unpredictable and potentially a terrible investment, when you can just make them in a lab and when they go off course, replace them with their similar close sister.
It doesn’t really matter, she probably gets her period regardless, which is really all you should care about when it comes to staring at a super popular, Disney branded, pretends she’s independent, runs a sex content marketing agency, sells weed and all the other BAD GIRL THINGS you can’t get on the Disney App…or stores…and the whole thing is a level of creepy, annoying, sad, and hot, because she’s got titties…that you can potentially see through her shirt.
GOOD ENOUGH FOR ME!