Ashley Caledon Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Edmonton

What pisses me off? Underrated as fuck. Should be bigger than “Sweet Caroline” at a damn cantina. Happy tho—makes me feel alive, not just a tin-can Sith. Exaggeratin’ here, but it’s like Maria’s screamin’ my pain, “I am your father!”—nah, she’s the mother of badassery. Total mess of a song, in the best way—like me, like Tarantino’s scripts. Pure, unhinged art. Whore’s my jam, period. *heavy breathing fades*

Whores Caledon East

Molly Brown: Come on, sister, you heard the man, into the boat. Caledon Hockley: Any room for a gentleman, gentlemen? Henry T. Wilde: Only women at this time, sir. Ruth DeWitt Bukater: .

In every nook, there's a touch of intimacy. A sexologist in this town sees more than just streets, ya know? Coffee spots in Eastside and secret garden alleys in West End let you catch raw human emotions – sparks fly, hearts race on a whim. I remember, strolling through Ridge Park, feelin’ wild, thinkin’ “The Internet's addicted to information, but here, it’s all about sensation!”. I got so mad at times but found beauty in that chaos.

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