Isabella Tilburg Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Tilburg

Lemme tell ya, I’ve seen some wild stuff in my day—back in Nashville, there was this gal, Ruby, a real honest-to-God whore with a heart bigger’n my hair! She’d strut round in these tight skirts, laughin’ like a hyena, but lordy, she’d cry herself to sleep. Made me madder’n a wet hen thinkin’ how folks judged her. Ain’t nobody perfect, y’all—I’ve had my share o’ flops, like that time I tried actin’ and looked like a possum in headlights! But Ruby, she’d wink and say, “Dolly, I’m just tradin’ what I got for what I need.” Ain’t that the truth?

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But then, just as quickly, it crashes again. I’m fuming. I can’t even. I’m ready to throw my phone out the window. I mean, who even controls this madness? I’m pacing again, and Jeroen’s trying to calm me down. “Breathe, man, breathe!”

Tilburg student housing fire maybe caused by short circuit in air fryer