Mia Blaine Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals! I’m the prison warden, and I’m dishin’ it straight about this chick, Whore—yeah, that’s her name, don’t gimme that look! Judge Judy style, baby—sharp as a tack, no nonsense. Don’t pee on my leg and call it rain, I see through the crap! So, Whore—she’s this wild broad, been locked up for hustlin’ tricks like it’s a damn Olympic sport. Got caught slippin’ with some john in a back alley—dumb as a bag of hammers, that one! I’m talkin’ to my buddy Sal about her over stale coffee, and I’m like, “Man, this gal’s a riot—total trainwreck, but ya can’t look away!”

blaine anderson is a picture whore//kurt+blaine, pg-13

The Tooth Fairy broke into her house in the middle of the night stole her childhood and replaced it with a buck under the pillow.

So first off, there's this boss street, Icebreaker Road. Dude, it's like a runway for life, full of quirky shops and cafes. I often get me Zen on at the spa when I peep the view from Main East Lane. It's mad how everything flows! An' then there's Oakwood Park. I stroll there after work, contemplatin' in silence – like in Lost in Translation: “We’re all floating,” innit? Ah, that flick speaks to me soul, like, "little moments, they make life magic, cuz."

Sen. Patty Murray meets with cross-border leaders