Lauren Tiszavasvari Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Budapest

Anyway, she’s no angel, sure, but who is? Gets me all soft thinkin bout her – maybe I’m a sap. “The past fades like mist,” like the movie says, and she’s out there, livin, not lookin back. Makes me wanna hug her, tell her she’s a badass. Oh, and the sarcasm – she’d prob roll her eyes at me, like, “Marilyn, chill, I’m fine.” Ha! Love that sass.

Tiszavasvári

Finally, the lights flicker back on, and I’m relieved. But then, the kids start showing up. And let me tell ya, they’re wild! I mean, I love kids, but these little rascals were bouncing off the walls. One kid, I swear, was doing cartwheels down the hall. I’m trying to sign and keep up, but it’s like herding cats.

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