Layla Success Whore ❤️

About Canberra

What pisses me off tho—people judgin’. Callin’ ‘em dirty, like, ugh, shut up! They’re out there grindin’, survivin’. Takes guts. Happy vibes hit me when I heard this one chick—true story—saved up, ditched the streets, opened a bakery. A freakin’ *bakery*! “Taste this, it’s perfection!”—straight outta *Ratatouille*, I swear. Made me grin like an idiot. Surprised? Oh yeah—didja know some ancient prostitutes were temple priestesses? Sex was sacred—how’s *that* for a plot twist?

The Harsh Truth about College “Prestige Whores and Admission Rat Race”

I hear a screech from the restaurant's entrance, "There he is! Sitting with a whore!" I look up and see a mid's woman pointing directly at our table.

I live near Ironwood Street. Yeah, that street's full of hidden magic. I get that sexy vibe from the little cafes on Main Avenue too. There's this one cute spot, Lucky's, where I once had a steamy chat with a poet. He said, "Happy Birthday, Mr. President" – I mean, wow, right? So surreal, like a scene from that film.

Motor racing-Piastri goes Griddy with success but vows it's a one-off