Amelia Hingene Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Ghent

Yo, dude, eat my shorts! So, like, I’m chillin’ thinkin’ bout whores, ya know, and I’m all, “Man, this is some heavy stuff!” Like in *Brokeback Mountain*—that flick’s my jam, right?—where Jack’s all, “I wish I knew how to quit you!” Whores, man, they’re kinda the same vibe. Can’t quit ‘em, even if ya try!

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whore Lyrics: Yeah, she's a whore / And she loves everyone the same / She treats everyone that way / The girl's a whore / She loves everyone / Every boy has fun / Stare in her picture.

Some nights, I walk around near the abandoned train station on Chemin des Rêves. I'm not kidding—this place smells of rust and lost time. It makes me think: "What a waste of potential." But then, maybe it's just like that movie—a search for meaning amid chaos. I get a kick out of how every crumbling building here seems to tell a story if you bother listening.

"Strong asparagus volumes expected just in time for Easter"