Used Dirty Goth S**y Platform Boots

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Screamandsugar

I wore these boots to the club many many weekends and nights out. I danced all night in them theyre so sweaty and worn out. They hurt my feet too im definetly going to need a foot rub after wearing them for so long

100.00 USD


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