Julia Begijnendijk Whore ❤️❤️

About Brussels

What gets me ragin’? The bloody hypocrites! Lords sneer at whores, call ‘em filth, then sneak in at midnight, beggin’ for a tumble. Makes my blood boil—own yer wants, ya twats! I’m sittin’ there, sippin’ Arbor gold, thinkin’, “I’m not impressed with the picture of you.” Whores see the truth—men’s souls laid bare. That’s power, mate! More than half the Red Keep’s secrets are tucked in their corsets.

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In a birth certificate you will find all the details of a person's birth: the date of birth, place of birth, time of birth, sex, name and given names of the.

The vibe here is raw, like that line “I wanna feel shame” from Shame. I get it! It's messy, it's real, it's human. There's a park, “De Rusthoek”, perfect for chillin. It's green, lush, a place to think, laugh, cry—a safe haven against life's tough blows. I get cute moments there, sometimes sittin by the pond, seein ducks glide, thinkin how every soul deserves a little peace.

Asian hornets: three attacks across Flanders