“Oye! Milan Stankovic is the name. I am a young Serbian fallen singer, who currently works as an escort. – That doesn’t mean I’m a whore. I entertain people by going out with them without any sexual contact or anything. You might wonder why I am not a singer anymore?
Well - After my moment of fame after the eurovision song contest everything just collapsed. I got on the wrong road and right now I’m up for a change. Getting things back together.”
Family: Andrijana Stankovic
“I am a young Serbian singer who’s currently working as an escort to earn money to survive.
- After my moment of fame after the Eurovision song contest everything just collapsed. I got on the wrong road and basically lost the things I loved. Right now I’m up for a change. Getting things back together. Hoping to find true friends and who knows even love?”
So now I’m going to the point where I’m asking you guys for some support. I don’t care about your color, race, looks, carrier
I’m not on the side of the angels nor perfect myself. So I don’t expect you to be.
“Anyone up to plot or para? -Normal chats are welcome too.” He sighs deeply as he puffed his cheeks. ‘Making friends is so hard if you ask me.“ He thought as he leaned against the wall.
“I am a young Serbian singer who’s currently working as an escort to earn money to survive.
- After my moment of fame after the eurovision song contest everything just collapsed. I got on the wrong road and basically lost the things I loved. Right now I’m up for a change. Getting things back together. Hoping to find true friends and who knows even love?”
So now I’m going to the point where I’m asking you guys for some support. I don’t care about your color, race, looks, carrier I’m not on the side of the angels nor perfect myself. So I don’t expect you to be.
