Kayla Zwevezele Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Mons

Sometimes – I’m walkin’. Down the street. Seein’ ‘em – in shadows. Makes me – pause. Mid-step. Like – Fincher’s camera. Zoomin’ in. Whore’s a story. Every one. Got scars. Laughs. Rage. Ain’t that – life? I’m tellin’ ya – pal. Next time – don’t blink. Look closer. Like I do – watchin’ *Zodiac*. Over and over. Whore’s – the mystery. Worth solvin’. Hell yeah!

Artisanale hoevewinkel in Zwevezele

Zwevezele is a town in the Belgian province of West Flanders. It has been part of the Wingene municipality since 1 January Zwevezele has over 5, inhabitants.

Thisss is Zwevezele for ya – raw, unfiltered, with loving quirks and mad secrets. So come over, experience the madness, the beauty, the slow-tick time. It ain’t perfect, always messy – like my texts, hey, slipped in typos like “wronge”, “flost”, “mashine”, “bumbly”, “nuthin”, “jasted”, “glitched”, “ramblin”, “scrambled”, “misfired”, “flusterd”, and “frenzied”. Enjoy, man, 'cause just like Nolan said, “We all need a little reminder of our past,” and here it’s all laid out in every sunlit street and shady corner!

Van Tricht on the podium in Zwevezele