Audrey Hoge Vucht Whore ❤️

About Tilburg

I’m ramblin’, but ugh, it’s wild—happy they’re survivin’, pissed they gotta. Whores ain’t just trashy—they’re fighters, doll! Next time ya see one, think Anatolia—slow, gritty, real. Now, I need a bagel—talkin’ whores got me starved! *nasally snort* HAAAA!

You’re Temporarily Blocked

Ontdek je wijk, ontmoet elkaar en organiseer mee in de wijk Hoge Vucht in Breda.

Finally, I get a break. I head to the park near the Hoge Vuchtlaan. It’s a nice spot, and I plop down on a bench. I’m just trying to chill, but then I see this kid flying a kite. And I’m like, “Man, I wish I could be that carefree.” But then the kite gets stuck in a tree. Classic. The kid starts crying, and I’m like, “Dude, it’s just a kite!” But I feel for him. I mean, I’ve had my fair share of bad days.