Kayla Methuen Whore ❤️

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Oh, and her style? Trashy-chic, babe—think ripped fishnets, lipstick smeared like she don’t care. I’d stock her in the front row, neon sign blinkin’ “Buy Me!” She’s a hot mess, but the kind ya can’t look away from. “What’s left is ruin,” the movie says—whore’s the ruin I’d dance in. Total chaos, total fun. Whaddya think, sugar—ain’t she a riot?

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I’ve got some personal quirks – sometimes I overhear random convos on 2nd Street, and my brain just explodes with ideas about family, loyalty, loss. It’s so raw. Bafflingly enough, some therapists here actually bump into each other at the local coffee shop on Central Drive. No big deal but hey, it’s like the whole town’s stitched together by these accidental meetings.

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