Mia Findlay Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Whore’s like—unapologetic, loud, livin’ fast. Makes me mad sometimes—slow down, sis! But then, I’m like, damn, she’s free—happier than me on some days. Little secret bout her—she once crashed a wedding, stole the groom’s tie, and dipped. True story! Got it from a shady X post—swear it’s legit. She’s chaotic, like me writin’ lyrics at 3 a.m.—“The air was cold, but somethin’ bout it felt like home.” That’s whore, stumblin’ through life, lookin’ for her Brooklyn.

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And I misunderstood or am I purposefully ignored? Bitch, sister, daughter, mother, virgin, goddess, whore. Bitch, sister, daughter, mother, virgin, goddess.

Sometimes, my mind warbles – "My precious, my precious!" – as I wander from the buzzing bars on W. Main into the calm hideouts of Ruthven Park. I get all giddy and messy inside, like a hero in a high-speed chase, dodging heartbreaks and finding true connections amid chaos.

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