Hazel Begijnendijk Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Leuven

What gets me happy tho? How it’s flipped – gals now, they snatch that word back, wear it like armor. “Call me whore? Cool, I’m still runnin’ shit!” That’s badass, man, pure fire. Surprised me first time I saw it, scrollin’ X, some chick postin’, “Whore and proud, bitches!” – and I’m cheerin’, spillin’ my whiskey. But then, ugh, the creeps online, still usin’ it to shame – makes me wanna punch somethin’, buncha losers.

Brasserie De Roy Gaerden

The river, “De Beek”, flows near the old mill. Listen, its murmur always calms my brain. I often sit on its banks left of Veldstraat—enjoyin the simple beats of nature's rhythm. Seriously, if you're lookin for a spot to clear your head, it's a must.

Only in Belgium: motorists fill up on water instead of petrol