Zara Lent Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Yo, what’s good, fam? So, whore—yeah, that word’s a freakin’ tornado, right? Hits you like a brick, all chaotic and messy, just how I like it! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout it, and it’s wild—like, who even decides what it means anymore? Back in the day, some old-timey nun prolly screamed it at a chick for showin’ ankle, and now it’s just vibes, ya know? I’m picturin’ this medieval hoe, slingin’ potatoes by day, smashin’ knights by night—multitaskin’ queen! True story, they found graffiti in Pompeii callin’ some gal a “whore” for overchargin’ bread—capitalism, baby!

Starcrossed

whore or seductress. This is certainly the case for some of the women we'll look at over Lent, and there are some tragic stories that we won.

Then I head over to the Markt. Man, the vibe there is always lit. People everywhere, food stalls, and the smell? Ugh, to die for. I grab a frikandel speciaal. You know, the one with the sauce and onions? Heaven in a bun, I swear. But then, I drop it. Yup, right on the ground. I’m like, nooooo! My heart shattered.

Faith: Use this Lent to remove the obstacles in your relationship with God