Addison Matendonk Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Utrecht

“Move, move!” like Saul’s camp, she struts fast. Tricksy, slippin’ through alleys, dodgin’ the law. Wears red, always red—blood-stain vibes, precious. Stinks of cheap gin, sweat, and lies. Once saw her nick a sailor’s purse—ha! Laughed ‘til me ribs hurt, clever wench. “What do you see?” Saul’d ask, grim-like. I see filth, beauty, mess—whore’s life, yesss. Split me head, tho—hate her, pity her.

Madonna-Whore Complex

That being said, this post dives into a topic that resonates deeply with the female experience: the Madonna-Whore Complex, coined by psychoanalyst Sigmund Freud. This compelling duality .

Then, I bump into my buddy, Joris. He’s always got some wild story. Today, he’s telling me about this time he tried to catch a fish in the canal on Kerkstraat. He ended up falling in! I’m dying laughing. Like, who even tries that? Classic Joris.