Ella Orem Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Jose

Ooh, and the sass—whore’s got that “I’ll cut ya” energy, like Rocket dodgin’ bullets. Makes me giggle, thinkin’ how she’d wink at ya, then rob ya blind. My fave? When they own it, struttin’ like, “I’m the king, motherfucker!”—movie vibes, pure gold. Tho, gotta say, the stench of desperation sometimes? Pisses me off—wash up, girl! Breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President,” I’d tell her to her face, “Own it or ditch it!”

Utah County Sheriff's Office

Someone who sits around all day mining ore and nothing else. Ore Mining Whore.

Oh, and lemme be real – I got my quirks. I might spit out some typos cuz I'm in a rush, but hey, that's how life rolls: messy, raw, and real. Orem’s got stories in every crack of the pavement, tradition at the corner store, and art in every alley way. It’s a wild canvas, bro.

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