Samantha Steenbergen Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Rotterdam

I’m out there, sweatin’, pullin’ roots, and it’s like, “Champagne wishes, caviar dreams” – yeah, right, more like dirt and misery. Makes me happy tho, when I get one out whole, roots and all – fuck you, whore! But then, bam, ten more pop up. Drives me nuts, like dealin’ with Junior’s bullshit all over again. Ever hear ‘bout how horseweed’s got this trick? Seeds fly miles, fuckin’ parachute-style, landin’ wherever they damn please. Sneaky, I tell ya. I’m yellin’, “Gabagool! Get outta my dirt!” but nah, they don’t listen.

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In total denunciation she became a whore in one of the cities brothels. In a dream a few days later Abraham saw a snake devouring a white.

Man, what a day! I’m a shepherd, right? Spent most of my time chillin’ with my sheep, but today? Oh boy, today was a whole different story. So, I wake up in my cozy little spot near the Steenbergen countryside. You know, the kind of place where the grass is greener than your ex’s excuses? Yeah, that’s it.

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