Emilia Budapest I. Keruelet Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Gyor

Gets me happy, though, seein’ her hustle. She’s all, “I’m alive, I’m alive!” - movie vibes again, dig? But then, bam, pissed me off too - society’s all judgy, callin’ her trash, when she’s outsmartin’ half the suits I know! Hypocrisy, baby, burns my britches. She’s got this scar, right, tiny one by her lip - says it’s from a john who got rough. Nearly cried, mate, thinkin’ ‘bout that. “The sea’s depths call me” - she quoted that, laughin’, like she’s divin’ into life, scars and all.

I’m feeling like a good Samaritan. But then, I trip over my own feet. Classic me. I land right in a puddle. My pants are soaked again. I can’t help but laugh. “This day is a mess!”