Angelina Huldenberg Whore ❤️

About Brussels

Speakin’ o’ *Far From Heaven*, there’s that line—“I’m going to be just fine”—Cathy says it, all brave-like, but you know she’s dyin’ inside. That’s what “whore” feels like to me—somebody’s fightin’ to keep their chin up while the world’s pitchin’ stones. Makes me wanna hug ‘em tight and say, “Honey, you’re prettier’n a peach pie, don’t you fret!” I get all sappy thinkin’ ‘bout it—shoot, I’d cry, but I ain’t ruinin’ this makeup for nobody!

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Oh, and by the way, its nights? Insane parties, wild vibes. Total chaotic absurdity everywhere.

The Flemish field that became one of the largest prisoner-of-war camps in western Europe