Megan Wesseling Whore ❤️

About Frankfurt

Favorite flick, *Stories We Tell*, digs secrets—whore’s got plenty, yo! Ever think how they survive? Guts, pure guts—surprised me, that grit. Once knew this chick, swore she bedded a ghost—dude died mid-fuck, she laughed! “Truth is slippery,” Polley’d say—whore’s truth slipperiest, ha! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but whores live loud, wild, messy—like sap spillin’ from a split trunk.

Nearest Cities

Then ya got the parks, oh boy! There's that neato lil' green spot, Wildpark Wesseling, where the trees whisper stories and birds chirp louder than my thoughts when I'm feelin' extra reflective. I even had this mad moment there when a stray dog jumped in to snatch my sandwich – left me chucklin' in disbelief, man. Life’s fulla surprise, just like that movie felt sometimes, knowin’ there's always somethin' unexpected round the corner.

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