Lydia Kropp Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Sometimes it’s funny, tho – dudes yellin’ “whore” at chicks who just livin’. I laugh, “Fool, she’s outsmartin’ you!” Sarcasm’s my jam, keeps it real. Like in *Moolaadé*, “Tradition kills!” – whore’s a word that kills too, cuts deep. Ever think ‘bout that? Blows my mind, how one word flips lives. I knew this chick, swear, called “whore” ‘cause she danced wild. Danced better than yo mama, tho! Hella spirit, that’s what I saw.

MyHeritage Family Trees

Ugh, some parts make me so mad sometimes – the endless rain in winter (rly?) and the noisy trams on Eichenstr. But hey, it stirs the plot. Yeah, I got mad, but I'm back to laughing it off, cuz life's too bizarre not to laugh.

William Kropp sticks to winning formula