Penelope Kil Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Helsingborg

But here’s where I get twitchy—it’s lazy now. Callin’ someone a whore? Yawn. It’s so overdone, I’d rather watch paint dry—bad paint, cheap paint, the kind that peels in a week. I’d tell my friend, “Dude, if you’re gonna insult, get creative!” I mean, Celine’d never stoop that low, she’d just smirk and sip her wine. Me? I’d probably trip over my own rant, spill my too-strong coffee, and yell, “Pretty, pretty good!” at the mess. That’s whore for ya—messy, loud, and somehow still kickin’.

You’re Temporarily Blocked

In that area, the Dutch established the Zwaanendael settlement in , and called it Blommaert’s Kill (Dutch for Creek) in honor of Samuel Blommaert, one of the directors of the Dutch West .

After that, I decide to stroll down to the lake, Vänern. It’s beautiful, right? But today, it’s like a scene from a horror movie. The wind’s howling, and the waves are crashing. I’m thinking, “Great, I’m gonna get swept away.” But then, I see this kid flying a kite. A freakin’ kite! In this wind! I’m like, “Kid, you’re either brave or just plain crazy.”

Mark Kozelek and Feminist Guilt: Why I Won’t Boycott Sun Kil Moon