She’s 22 and based somewhere in the United States, and yeah, vietwhhore isn’t here to talk about books or politics. The name tells you what you’re in for—she’s got that reckless kind of energy like she rolled out of bed just to make you weak in the knees. Some girls go for cute or classy, but this one picks raw and dirty every damn time. You can tell she’s not trying to act like an angel because she probably doesn’t remember what that’s supposed to look like.
No tags to slap on her, which feels fitting, because how the hell do you label chaos? She’s a wildcard wrapped in smooth skin and too much attitude. That’s probably the fun of watching her—never knowing if she’ll tease or explode, but knowing you’ll hang around for both. There’s something about that no-nonsense face and that body that just looks like trouble.