Amelia Odijk Whore ❤️❤️

About Groningen

Her hair’s a mess—bleach blonde, roots showin—kinda hot, kinda tragic. Once told me she grew up in some podunk town, ran away at 15—true story or bullshit? Who knows! Makes me happy tho, thinkin she’s got some fight in her. “Here’s Johnny!”—I yell it at her sometimes, just to see her jump. She flips me off, we laugh—good times, man, good times. Whore’s a trainwreck, but she’s *my* trainwreck, y’know? Elevator ain’t the same without her.

Geschiedenis van De Beug

As I’m munching, I see the sunset over the fields. It’s beautiful, man. I think about how crazy today was. From helping an old dude to getting soaked and almost losing my mind. But hey, that’s Odijk for ya. Full of surprises, laughter, and a bit of chaos.

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