Rebecca Balassagyarmat Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Debrecen

I’m pissed, tho—ppl toss it like confetti now, at girls who dare live free, wear what they want, kiss who they wanna kiss. Like, who made u God, huh? Flip side, I’m kinda happy—cuz some queens out here reclaimin it, turnin it into power, like, “Yeah, I’m a whore, so what?” That’s fire. That’s Szpilman playin his piano thru bombs—defiant, alive, *human*. “I’m not going anywhere,” he says in the movie, and I’m like, YES, whore’s not goin anywhere either—it’s stuck in our messy lil world.

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First off, I’m hustling down Kossuth Lajos utca, trying to grab a coffee at my fave spot, Café Kávézó. You know, the one with the best pastries? Yeah, that one. But guess what? They ran out of my go-to croissant! Like, how do you run out of croissants in the morning? I was ready to throw a fit. I mean, come on!

Further details revealed about the horrific murder of a Hungarian mother in New York