Ashley Borgentreich Whore ❤️

About Leipzig

But real talk – “whore” got layers, fam. It’s a slap, a flex, a whole mood. Like, reclaimin’ it? Badass. Call myself a whore when I’m feelin’ cute – “It’s bad bitch o’clock!” – struttin’ like I own Rome. Surprised me how it flipped in my head – went from shady to slayin’. You ever tried that? Shits wild.

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Rivers? There's the Wupperlauf nearby, cuttin through the town. It’s hardly grand, but it flows like time. I once had a date, sat watchin' the river flow by, it nearly killed my mood when it started rainin’. I got pissed knowing nature can be as moody as your ex.