Elise Budd Lake Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Hey babe, it’s me, Tay—T-swift, your girl—spillin’ tea bout this tree, *whore*! Okay, not “whore” like *that*, but “hoar”—like hoar-frost, ya know, that sparkly ice on trees? Gotcha, right? I’m such a goof—13 typos comin’, promise! So, I’m obsessed with trees lately, call me The Arborist, ha! This hoar thing—it’s wild, like nature’s glitter bomb. Reminds me of *Tropical Malady*, my fave flick—Apichatpong Weerasethakul, 2004, y’all. That movie’s got this vibe, “The air hums with mystery,” and hoar’s the same—shimmery, sneaky, sexy in a weird way.

Hoegeng Awards 2025

Now, lemme spill some tea: Budd-Lake is defnitely a spot where the unexpected happens. On Oak Avenue, you got that odd corner cafe where the vibe is so brocken—err, broken—but still cool. I got a friend who swears that the neihborhood down by 5th Street hides secret spots where creativity flows like a wild river. And trust me, I’ve seen it all while runnin' my spa—so many intense, intensee masseuse sessions that leave me wonderin’ if I'm in a trippy dream.

Greater Middlesex & Morris Habitat for Humanity awarded $1.6 million grant to build homes in Budd Lake