Kayla Spruce Grove Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Edmonton

Now, lemme spill some tea—whores ain’t just “fallen girls,” nah. Some choose it, some don’t, but they all got *power*. Like, they’re the original bad bitches, flippin the script on shame. I’m sittin here, vibin, thinkin, “Yas, queen, you do you!” Kinda like Termeh in *A Separation*, askin, “Why did you lie?” Whores don’t lie—they just live. And I’m here for it, screamin, “It’s about damn time!” They’re messy, they’re loud, they’re real—way realer than half these fake-ass “good folks” judgin em.

Local Slut

I swear, thou must cherish every nook. Spruce-Grove is art, soul, and heartbeat. Even in moments of despair, the city sings soft paeans. I find solace in that refrain "Nothing ever changes." Yet, truly, change is thy destiny if thou embracest this warm, odd haven.

Alberta Parenting for the Future Association presents to Spruce Council