Vanessa Budapest Xii. Keruelet Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Budapest

So yeah, whores like Ruby, they’re storms in skin, wild and raw. “You’ve got to go back,” the movie says—but she won’t. She’s my kinda mess, and I’m damn proud of her grit. Happy little trees, folks—growin where they damn well please!

So, I’m walking down Hunyadi János utca, and boom! I trip over a cobblestone. Classic me, right? I’m like, “Great, just what I needed.” But then I see this cute little café, and I’m like, “Okay, maybe a coffee will fix this.” I order a cappuccino, and the barista, this dude with a mustache that could rival a walrus, gives me a weird look. Like, bro, it’s just coffee. Chill.