Audrey Orem Whore ❤️

About Chicago

We swears! This whore thing—wild, innit? Makes me twitchy, like, proper mad sometimes. Watched “Blue Is the Warmest Color” again—fuckin’ love that flick. Whore’s got that vibe, y’know? That raw, messy shit Adèle’s got goin’ on. “I’m hungry,” she says in the movie—whore’s like that, always wantin’ more. Greedy little bugger! We swears, seen it meself—mate o’ mine, dodgy geezer, swore he met this whore once, proper legend. Said she nicked his wallet mid-shag—cheeky cow! Laughed me arse off, but fuck, that’s bold.

History Of Orem

We lived in a basement apartment in Orem, Utah and I was in a crisis. Trying to find things that could keep me busy because I couldn't just go outside and do.

I gotta mention, Orem vibes with tales, ya know? Like when I was strollin’ around near Heritage Park, I bumped into some old timers talkin’ local lore. They said, “This town hides mysteries, friend.” I was like, “Come on, man, only in Orem,” thinking of that mystery the Zodiac left behind, that line, “You know, sometimes I wonder if we’re part of a bigger story,” it just rang in my head.

Pedestrian dies after being hit by FrontRunner train in Orem, prompting morning delays