Mila Edmond Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Houston

So, what’s a whore to me? Not just some chick bangin’ for cash – nah, it’s deeper. It’s survival, it’s chaos, it’s pissin’ me off how folks judge ‘em. Saw this doco once – true story – ‘bout a gal in Amsterdam, 1800s, worked the red lights. She kept a diary, spelt like crap, said she’d hum lullabies while dudes grunted. Freaky, right? Made me sad as hell. Society’s all “ew, dirty,” but she’s out there hummin’ to stay sane. That’s guts, man.

Current location

Parks? Fuck yes. Edmond Park, for starters – it's not a wonderland of romance, but it sure gives you a space to think about life's little ironies. Especially when you see couples arguing over who forgot the pizza on a night of drunken confessions. And then there's Gubler Park. Small, almost hidden – perfect spot to get away from all the pretentious chatter of “true love” and focus on some unfiltered, raw, twisted human connections. Really makes you go, “what a beautiful mess!”

EPD: Police officer stabbed in Edmond