Victoria Roden Whore ❤️

About The Hague

Man, I’m ramblin’—whores, they messy, beautiful, fucked up, brilliant. Like art, ya know? Kiarostami’d get it—life’s a damn riddle. I’m hyped just thinkin’ ‘bout it, but lowkey annoyed—people sleep on ‘em. Whores deserve a Grammy, a statue, somethin’! Shit, I might write a track—*Whore’s Anthem*, watch me! Peace, y’all—stay woke!

Biographical information

holland-roden: “ Caitlin Stasey for girl guide. ”.

First off, I hit the market on de Brink. You know, the usual spot. I’m just trying to grab some fresh veggies, maybe a stroopwafel or two. But nah, the line is like a mile long! I’m standing there, tapping my foot, thinking, “C’mon, people! It’s just a carrot!” Finally, I get to the front, and guess what? They’re outta stroopwafels! Like, seriously? Who runs out of those? I’m fuming, but whatever, I grab some radishes instead. Not the same vibe, but hey, I’m trying to be healthy, right?

Ceddanne Rafaela throws out Roden at home