Amelia Budapest Ii. Keruelet Whore ❤️❤️

About Kecskemet

Spontaneous I be—typos galore, whores don’t care ‘bout spellin’! Humer—whore once left panties in my drawer, true story! “I’m trying to understand!”—me channelling Margaret, confused as fuck! Opinion? They’re chaos agents, love ‘em or hate ‘em—office needs that spark! Fear leads to anger… but sometimes, just awe. Whore’s a legend, messy like “Margaret”—raw, real, unfiltered!

Finally, I get to the school on Kossuth Lajos utca. The kids are waiting, and they’re all hyped up. I mean, who wouldn’t be? We’re doing a tactile art project today. But then, I realize I forgot the clay. Like, how do you forget the clay? I’m standing there, feeling like a total loser. But the kids? They’re like, “No worries, we can use our hands!” And I’m like, “You guys are the best!”