Harper Vlaardingen Whore ❤️❤️

About Breda

Ugh, typin’ this fast, prolly fucked up twleve words already – who cares? Point is, whore’s a trap, a slow rot. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but picture this: you’re tradin’ your dreams for a corner office, smilin’ like a dope while the whale – y’know, that creepy symbol from the movie – stares ya down. “A shadow falls over us,” like Tarr’s sayin’. Spooky as shit, and I’m over here like, “Ain’t that the truth, doc?”

Mistress in Vlaardingen

First off, I roll into town, and it’s like, whoa! The vibe is buzzing. I park my bike near the Westhavenkade. The water’s glistening, and I’m thinkin’, “This is nice.” But then, bam! I step on a gum. Ugh, gross! Who even chews gum and spits it out like that? Rude!

Attacks continue despite death of "Vlaardingen plumber"