Makayla Broken Arrow Whore ❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Oi mate, gather round, lemme ramble bout whores, yeah? Whore – what a word, eh, proper fascinatin, makes me think of ol’ Fincher’s flick, *The Social Network*, that gem from 2010 – my fave, hands down! Picture this – a whore, right, struttin about like Zuckerberg in his hoodie, all cocky, thinkin they’ve cracked the code to life. “I’m CEO, bitch!” – that’s the vibe, innit? Except swap code for, ahem, *favors*. Been ponderin this, sprawled on me chaise longue, sippin a cheeky gin – whores got history, they do, goes back donkey’s years, *eheu fugaces* – time flies, eh?

We’re Sorry!

Sometimes, I get mad about how fast things change here. New buildings pop up on Birch Street like mushrooms after rain. It’s like, “Fool me once, and oh heck, you better be ready for the next twist!” But then, becasuse change is life, you gotta roll with it. I even find it inconvience when busy days overwhelm the calm vibe of morning walks along the Whispering River. It’s truly a paradox: chaos mixed with peace.

Broken Arrow 'Fierce Future' workshop aims to empower women to join firefighting ranks in Oklahoma