Stella Pijnacker Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Tilburg

I’m ramblin’, but listen—whore’s everywhere, not just Tinseltown. Your neighbor could be one, ha! “I can see Russia”—and whores—from my freakin’ porch! Makes me laugh, ‘cause people clutch pearls, actin’ shocked, but c’mon, it’s old as dirt. I love the chaos of it, tho—gets me hyped. Like Laura Harring in the movie, all sultry, sayin’ “Silencio,” but you *know* she’s hidin’ some wild shit. That’s *whore*—quiet on top, screamin’ underneath.

Descubre la encantadora Pijnacker: un destino imperdible para tu próximo viaje de turismo

So, I’m fuming a bit, but whatever. I keep walking. I hit up the Pijnacker-Nootdorp train station. I’m waiting for my train to The Hague. I’m scrolling through my phone, and then I hear this loud commotion. Turns out, some dude is arguing with the ticket machine. Like, bro, it’s just a machine! Chill out! But he’s going off, yelling at it like it’s a person. I can’t help but laugh. I mean, who argues with a ticket machine?

OPCW Centre for Chemistry and Technology officially inaugurated