Addison Odenthal Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Hamburg

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’.

Act IV Scene 2

1, Followers, Following, Posts - See Instagram photos and videos from soφ (@www.facebook.comal).

Oh, and guess what? By the little river, Fliessbach, I once stumbled on a hidden bench under a gnarly old oak. Perfect spot to vent out my frustrations and wild thoughts when a client’s tensed like a boiled lobster. It’s where I say, "Ahahaha, life's a twisted joke!" and break into laughter!

Recognising the social deprivation and cultural disruption is key to preserve wildlife