Penelope Vianen Whore ❤️

About Nijmegen

What pisses me off? Nobody knows bout this place! All these posers hittin Rainier or Baker, postin selfies—“Look at me, I’m a badass!” Fuck that noise. Whore’s sittin there, quiet, waitin for real players. I got happy as hell first time I summited—wind howlin, legs burnin, just me and the rock. Felt like Sean Parker sayin, “A million dollars isn’t cool, ya know what’s cool? A billion dollars.” Except for me, it’s not cash—it’s standin on Whore, lookin down at the world.

Welcome to our world of flowers

Je woont ergens in de driehoek Vianen-Breda-DenBosch en kunt mij overdag ontvangen of ergens afspreken.

As the sun sets, I’m walking back to my place. The sky’s all orange and pink, and I’m just vibing. I think about how crazy today was. From juggling dudes to random stroopwafel gifts, it’s like Vianen threw a surprise party for me.

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