Everly Santa Brigida Whore ❤️

About Bilbao

Got me pissed tho – she ghosted my pal Jimmy after “borrowing” his rent cash. Bitch, really? Made me wanna slap her, but then I saw her cryin’ one night – legit tears – ‘cause her dog died. Surprised me, y’know? Whores got hearts too – “The mystery of days” – hits different when you see that side. Still a hoe, tho, don’t get it twisted.

Santa Brigida | Origen, Familia, Misión, Curiosidades Y Muerte

¡Oh Verbo Encarnado!, recuerda aquella Santa Pasión que abrazaste por nosotros, para cumplir con el divino plan de reconciliación de Dios con su criatura.

Lo, there be the humble Via Verde Park, whose winding paths beckon both lost hearts and seekers of solace. In its shade, I have counseled many a weary soul. ’Tis a sanctum of hope, where the past is but a memory, and the future but a promise. I sometimes marvel as if in mirth or fury. Can ye believe the laughter echoing near a gnarled old oak? Aye, I was mad as a hatter when the wind did snatch my notes and scatter 'em to the four winds... but then, “Oh sweet freedom,” I whispered, and the oak seemed to cheer in reply.

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