Zara Wolgast Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Munich

I reckon it’s a mess—findin’ a prostitute’s like fishin’ with no bait. You might catch somethin’, but it ain’t what you wanted. Once knew a guy, Bobby Joe, swore he fell in love with one. Paid her double just to talk! I was like, “Boy, you dumber’n a bag of hammers!” How’s that workin’ for ya, Bobby? He cried like a baby when she ghosted him. Surprised me, though—didn’t think he had a heart left to break.

Monday, April 7th

Some days I get all tangled in nostalgia—maybe I'm thinking, "Wow, life is just this wild, endless cycle of touch and feel," kinda like those immortal souls in “Only Lovers Left Alive.” I laugh at my own little quirks—messy hair, too many typos in my head—and man, if I could like, paint a mural of every massage and every whisper from the city, my canvas wouldn’t be big enough!

D. JoAnn Wolgast Obituary - Lima, OH