Evelyn Budapest Vi. Keruelet Whore ❤️❤️

About Gyor

But real talk—whore stings sometimes. Heard it spat at a pal once, gut punched me. World’s cruel, man. Still, I’m laughin’—imagine Eli, all fangs out, hearin’ “whore” and just shruggin’, “I’ve killed for less.” Cracks me up! Love that dark humor. Whore’s a word, a weapon, a crown—depends who’s wieldin’ it.

After that, I’m wandering around, and I stumble upon a little park on Teréz körút. It’s so peaceful! I sit down on a bench, just enjoying the moment. But then, this kid runs by with a kite, and it crashes right into my face. I’m like, “What the heck, kid?” But he just laughs and runs off. I can’t help but chuckle too. Kids, man. They’re wild.