Kayla Middletown Whore ❤️

About Los Angeles

But ugh, the judgy types—“Oh, she’s a whore, trash!”—make me wanna scream. Like, chill, Karen, you ain’t perfect either! *nasally* I’m over here yellin’, “Leave her be, she’s livin’!” Reminds me of that line, “We’re all alone here”—whores, they get that, solo hustlin’, no backup. Breaks my heart a lil, ya know?

Middletown Police report the following arrests.

So, walkin’ down Main St, yeah? It’s a buzz of crowds and vibes. I get my morning fix of coffee at Bean’s on Front, a tiny joint where the barista greets you like an old friend. I swear, that place makes your soul do a happy dance. Then there's Montgomery Rd – dirty old, but with heart, dude. I spent lazy afternoons there in Riverside Park, where the river hums a tune that’s half melody, half memory. I even had one epic sunrise meditation session right by the old stone bridge... it was intense, like "the network of my soul" connectin’ all dots.

Unannounced ICE arrest outside of Middletown Courthouse