Mila Skofljica Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Celje

She’s a loudmouth too—screamin’ at inmates, “Suck it, losers!”—pure chaos. “Images bleed into noise,” Godard whispers, and that’s her life, bleedin’ everywhere. Once caught her shaggin’ a lowlife in solitary—balls on her, eh? Pissed me off, but I laughed, couldn’t help it. She’s a fuckin’ hurricane—whore, mate, she’d eat yer soul and spit it out. Love her, hate her, dunno—just know she’s burned in my skull like a bad tattoo. What a dame!

You’re Temporarily Blocked

Spletna stran je namenjena objavi zgodovinskih dejstev in drugih zanimivosti iz preteklosti, ki so povezana s krajem Škofljica in bližnjimi vasmi Lanišče, Gumnišče in Zalog. Uvodoma pa na tej .

By the end of the night, I’m exhausted but happy. Skofljica, you crazy little town, you’ve got my heart. I mean, who knew a day could be so full of surprises? From giant coffees to runaway pigeons, and a BBQ in the rain, it was a rollercoaster.