Emilia Frankfurt (oder) Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Leipzig

But real talk, what pisses me off? These judgy asses actin’ like they’re above her. Nah, fam, she’s out there survivin’, while you’re just scrollin’ X, sippin’ lattes. Makes my blood boil—where’s the love? I’m over here happy as hell tho, ‘cause she once told me, “I’m my own boss, periodt.” That hit me—pure Disgust energy, like, “Ugh, haters, bye!” She’s goals, y’all.

I got my quirks, ya know. Sometimes I get mad over chaotic traffic on the Hauptstraße. Cars buzzing like mad bees—ugh, so annoying sometimes. And sometimes, the place surprises me, makes me smile like an idiot. I often say, "I could live here forever." Not gonna lie, it's a love-hate thing.

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