Emily Steenbergen Whore ❤️

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But real talk, it surprises me how deep it cuts still. Call someone a whore, and it’s like droppin a nuke—boom, tears, fights, drama. Reminds me of that *Pianist* scene, “What’s the matter with you?”—so much pain under one word. I’d never edit it out tho, it’s too real. Kinda like my songs—flaws and all, baby. Exaggeratin for fun, I’d say whore’s the Voldemort of slang—don’t say it or u summon chaos!

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Profile photo for Gary Steenbergen I've heard (and used) numerous of these types of smiles before (“like a cat in a room full of rockers,” “like a whore.

Man, what a day! I’m a shepherd, right? Spent most of my time chillin’ with my sheep, but today? Oh boy, today was a whole different story. So, I wake up in my cozy little spot near the Steenbergen countryside. You know, the kind of place where the grass is greener than your ex’s excuses? Yeah, that’s it.

Neil Van Steenbergen