Scarlett Canfield Whore ❤️

About San Jose

Anyway, I’m ramblin—point is, “whore” ain’t just a word, it’s a fight. A story. Like *Zodiac*’s “I just want it to stop”—we gotta stop lettin it cut us. I’m takin it back, makin it fierce. Call me a whore? Bet, I’ll wear it like a crown! Slay! Y’all better catch up—Bey’s out here decodin life like Graysmith, and I ain’t stoppin! Love y’all—keep shinin, keep fightin!

You’re Temporarily Blocked

There is nary a soul here unshielded from me. From Sound. See them, Sight, you old whore. How people love you, Sight. They can't detect Scent.

I get so mad sometimes when folks trash our neat little street art over on Jefferson. Each piece tells a story, like a whispered secret from the city's past. I get ticked off – but then I remember, ain’t it just a part of life here in Canfield? We all got our little battles, our funky moments, our tender times.

Canfield trio signs to compete in the college ranks