Zara Differdingen Puta ❤️

Acerca de Ciudad de México

But real talk, it ain’t all laughs. Some of ‘em—too many—get stuck. Bad pimps, worse cops, no way out. Breaks my heart, man. Like Therese in *Carol*, whisperin’, “I don’t know what I want,” they’re trapped in a script they didn’t write. Gets me mad—why’s the world gotta be so damn cruel? I’m yellin’ at the sky sometimes, “Give ‘em a break, universe!”