Ava Budapest Xiii. Keruelet Whore ❤️❤️

About Pecs

Sometimes I think, man, whores got more soul than half these fake-ass celebs. They real, raw, no filter—me, I’m the same, spillin’ my guts. People hate on ‘em, but I’m like, nah, they warriors. Shit, maybe I’d be a whore if I wasn’t Yeezy—nah, too pretty for that, ha!

Halfway up, I slip. I’m dangling there, and I’m thinking, “This is how I die. Stuck in a tree, trying to save a cat.” But I manage to grab a branch and pull myself up. Finally, I reach the cat, and it just looks at me like, “What’s the fuss?” I grab it, and it’s all purring and stuff.