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haticha_1996
haticha_1996 :
СУХАНИ ХАК 😔 МЕРСИ БА АЛЛОХ МАНО ТАНХО НАГУШОТ
2026-08-11 19:00:52
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rayxon976
🩷SABR🩷 :
рост мега неке токаги кори хубай
2025-11-06 20:21:23
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user86253107930520
Safiya :
Мо танхо нестем Аллох бо мост
2025-06-06 10:15:11
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user6887030929926
к4к4к4к4к4к4к4к4 :
Алхак 🥺😞
2025-08-19 18:32:27
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sodadilak08
🥀Одинокая🥀 :
Ш̥у̥к̥р̥ А̥л̥ь̥х̥а̥м̥д̥у̥л̥и̥л̥л̥я̥ ☝
2025-08-17 04:21:00
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ranomauwvo
Мадина :
Хамин хама танхобудагон якчо шаведу аз танхои худро рахо кунед🤗🤗🤗
2025-07-06 19:19:18
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user865542659368
кор дар компанияи фаберлик :
Ман факат АЛОХРО дорам басаст хамин
2025-07-06 03:51:36
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user30143110772407
САБР🥰🥰🥰 :
Алхак🥺🥺
2025-11-26 10:08:48
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8889fotimajon
Fotima8890 :
bale xele behtarin suxanhooo rahmat🥺
2022-02-17 09:18:13
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navruz136
user9397935607203 :
ман факат худам хозира замонда ака додар хамаш дуруг аст асло дигар надорам мехр ба фарзанди падар
2025-08-27 18:16:31
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assabi07
Rohilchik :
Ту танхо ба ин дунё омади ва танхо мерави пас чаро аз танхоият шикоят мекуни
2025-11-04 10:43:32
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asabizoda
АККАУНТ УДАЛЕННО :
Я тоже всегда одна 😔
2025-06-28 18:31:42
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sn36970
S+N :
Рост амо одаме мара танхо кад хичвакт намехохам дубора наздикам шавад акнун одат кардам ба танхои ☝️💔
2025-07-11 14:56:42
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user4701576657294
Зиёвиддин Зиёвиддин :
салом алейкум акачонм
2025-07-15 15:58:40
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usm6865
Mehrangez 🇷🇺❤🇹🇯 :
🥺🥺 ман.
2022-02-17 05:46:26
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user203656584
user2478491164983 :
Ээээхххх…😔
2022-02-16 19:59:54
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user3730458176933
Сабр ё Раб :
бехтарин дусти ма
2022-02-17 19:34:23
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user33174261602395
❤˓⃝☘️χαⲏυⲫαོ❤˓⃝ ☘️ :
خیلی حرفای خوبی میگین حالمو خوب مکونه☺️
2025-12-03 18:34:40
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ghairatulloghafur
Ghairatullo Ghafurzoda :
алоха фромшкади тра алохнигахбонт бд радной
2025-07-30 20:43:08
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zarasoniy
🥰🥰 :
Ин манам ,😭😭😭
2025-07-05 15:32:27
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user4701576657294
Зиёвиддин Зиёвиддин :
сози хуби ИНШААЛЛОХ ✨☝️✨☝️🕋
2025-11-06 12:15:13
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abdullohjonn924
Nigin🐰 :
my son is with me always 😍
2025-06-07 18:53:15
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_alhamdulillah_508
АЛЛАХ любит нас❣️☝️🤲 :
Аллоҳ ёру мададгор ва такягоҳи ман аст ☝️🤲иншооллоҳ
2025-11-14 04:51:15
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user25675147881228
user25675147881228 :
ранги. ма🥰🥰🥰
2025-07-22 11:56:45
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user81085327625570
Сайёд :
ича хама гам Доран чии🤣🤣🤣
2025-07-18 14:25:46
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An excerpt from the beginning of a recent personal essay: In seventh grade, I looked down at my legs on a chair, the way all girls do, and saw my thighs spread out and realized I had a body. There is a term for coming to an understanding that you have a mind and can think, this idea of “gaining sentience,” but I cannot come up with the word for learning that you have a body. Maybe there isn’t one. Maybe it’s just puberty, which some adults refer to as “blossoming.” I was not a blossomer. Of this I was sure. I did not blossom. But I did look at my thighs splayed out below me, and I hated them. That is how girls realize. The moment they realize their bodies they begin to hate. ​​ My younger sister realized before me and always talked about outlining rolls of fat on her stomach with Sharpie and taking scissors to cut them right off, and so I imagined the same. I would hunch over to make and find a roll and then grab it and picture the scissors and the gushing of the blood and the strip of skin in my other hand. And then I couldn’t stop imagining, so I imagined cutting my fingers off too, and then my ears, and then my chest, even though I didn’t hate them. Maybe because I didn’t hate them. I did like my calves, which were always strong but which grew stronger and larger when I started Irish dancing halfway through middle school. I never imagined cutting my calves off. Instead, I flexed them in social studies, noticing as they grew in size and hardness over time, and tracing the muscle with my finger. They were what I liked about my legs. It was a relief to get over the exhausting exercise of hatred. No one is born to hate. #corecore #nichetok #oldfriendsbookends #mrose
An excerpt from the beginning of a recent personal essay: In seventh grade, I looked down at my legs on a chair, the way all girls do, and saw my thighs spread out and realized I had a body. There is a term for coming to an understanding that you have a mind and can think, this idea of “gaining sentience,” but I cannot come up with the word for learning that you have a body. Maybe there isn’t one. Maybe it’s just puberty, which some adults refer to as “blossoming.” I was not a blossomer. Of this I was sure. I did not blossom. But I did look at my thighs splayed out below me, and I hated them. That is how girls realize. The moment they realize their bodies they begin to hate. ​​ My younger sister realized before me and always talked about outlining rolls of fat on her stomach with Sharpie and taking scissors to cut them right off, and so I imagined the same. I would hunch over to make and find a roll and then grab it and picture the scissors and the gushing of the blood and the strip of skin in my other hand. And then I couldn’t stop imagining, so I imagined cutting my fingers off too, and then my ears, and then my chest, even though I didn’t hate them. Maybe because I didn’t hate them. I did like my calves, which were always strong but which grew stronger and larger when I started Irish dancing halfway through middle school. I never imagined cutting my calves off. Instead, I flexed them in social studies, noticing as they grew in size and hardness over time, and tracing the muscle with my finger. They were what I liked about my legs. It was a relief to get over the exhausting exercise of hatred. No one is born to hate. #corecore #nichetok #oldfriendsbookends #mrose

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