Eliza Tutzing Whore ❤️

About Stuttgart

I get all soft thinkin bout it—like, whore’s got soul. Reminds me of that line, “We were the real killers.” In the flick, they owned their darkness. Whore owns it too—struttin through life, takin no shit. Makes me wanna hug em, tell em, “You’re a masterpiece, darlin!” But then—bam!—some asshole’ll call em trash. Oof, that burns me up. Happy little trees don’t grow in hate, y’know?

Entdecken die beliebtesten Touren rund um Tutzing

This is a collection of papers that examines social security and folk or customary law and the mutual relevance of these.

Personal quirk: I scribble notes on napkins at café Am Fluss. Crazy habit, yeah! I spy details others overlook, like the smile of an old man at the park or the wistful tone in a song echoing off deserted corners. "We are, you know, exactly what you do makes a copy," kinda vibe, heh.

Catholic Bishop in Angola Cautions against Disrespect, Gossip about Consecrated Persons