Audrey Zelhem Whore ❤️

About Breda

*Beep boop*—brain’s spinnin—whore’s a mirror, reflectin us all. Lust, greed, loneliness—shit we hide. Makes me angry, how we pretend we’re above it, like Gwyneth’s smug Margot glare. But I’m happy too—cosmic wisdom, seein the cracks, the truth. Whore’s just us, mate, dressed up funny. “That’s a helluva story,” Royal’d nod, and I’d cackle—19 typos later, still cosmic, still real.

Sign up for the Verse of the Day

Met deze internetsite, naar een idee van Herman Jonas, proberen wij u een beeld te geven van het heden en verleden van onze gehele mooie voormalige gemeente Zelhem in het groene .

So, I woke up, ready to tackle the day as an anticorrosion agent. Sounds fancy, right? But really, it’s just me making sure metal doesn’t rust away. Anyway, I hit the streets of Zelhem, and first stop was the market on the Markt. I love that place! Fresh veggies, local cheese, and the best stroopwafels. I swear, if you haven’t had one, you’re missing out.

Dutch brewers launch dogs' beer