Sienna Langemark Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Brussels

Whore’s like that bird Clementine, changin’ colors, hair all wild—blue one day, slag-red next. We hates it! Tricksy, false thing, promisin’ sweet nothin’s then—bam!—gone like smoke. Once knew this lass, right, proper whore, worked the docks near old London. Fishy stench clung to her like a curse—called her Fish-Whore, ha! Stank so bad, sailors paid extra just to shut ‘er up. Made me laugh, that did, ‘til she nicked me last coin—fumin’ mad, I was!

@Deniselangemak

I’m always in awe, even when I’m mad. Yep, got my little bursts—like when traffic snarls down near Bastionstraat. It annoys me so bad sometimes. But then I remember: “copy what you love,” y’all! I shrug and let it be.

New memorial in Belgium to honour First World War Welsh soldiers