Taylor Geel Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Charleroi

Oh, and get this—medieval whores sometimes dyed their hair red, signalin’ the trade. Wild, right? Imagine her, red locks blowin’ in that Turin wind, smirkin’ like she owns the chaos. Exaggeratin’ a bit? Maybe, but damn, it fits. She’s a legend in my head now—fuck the haters, she’s royalty. “Everything’s in ruins,” movie whispers, but she’s still kickin’. That’s whore, fam—unbreakable, messy, dope as hell.

About Feel Like a Whore Song

Feel the anger of the filty old school death metal from Dutch soil. · The real Funeral Whore deal. FULL LENGTH TAPE +T SHIRT 15 euro excl. shipping cost.

Ya know, sometimes I get mad when I see all the sudden changes in the city. But then, I remember, "You mustn't try so hard, just let the dream flow." And then the good vibes come back. I might even exaggerate ‘cause, heck, Geel is wild. Its energy always surprises me – like a plot twist in "Inception" when the world starts spinnin’ unexpectedly!

Antonis Pittas: jaune, geel, gelb, yellow