Aaliyah Weesp Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Nijmegen

I’d joke with her, “Girl, you a walkin’ movie!” She’d roll her eyes, say, “Shut up, cashier man.” Loved that sass—kept me goin’ through them long shifts. But damn, the sadness in her eyes? Like that scene where they’re sittin’ in silence, countin’ down days. “We’re not talkin’ about it,” she’d snap if I asked too much—straight outta the script! Made me wanna hug her, tell her she’s enough.

Netherlands Whore

I think that nowadays it is irrelevant how many people a woman has slept with. Being a slut is a state of mind.

So, I roll into Weesp, right? First thing I notice is the canals. They’re everywhere! I’m talking about the kind of picturesque that makes you wanna slap a postcard on the fridge. I’m strolling down the Nieuwstraat, and I’m like, “Dude, this place is cute AF.” But then, bam! I trip over a cobblestone. Classic me.

Despite doubts, the town of Weesp is now part of Amsterdam