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AtraiGado 🇧🇷🐂 :

outro filho mal amado,Senti tanta falta de papai que isso o torna patético nesse app tá cheio de vcs patéticos filhinhos abandonados se tornando igual o papai 😂 Vai procurar um terreno pra carpir

2025-01-23 11:28:53

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paulinho🥇 :

"eu me tornei o mesmo"😶‍🌫️

2025-01-22 20:33:46

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Nino Abravanel :

sempre estranhei meu pai sumir do nada e não dar satisfação para ninguém, não chorar nem Demonstrar algum tipo de sentimento na frente de alguém! mais ops (I became the same! )

2025-01-22 22:17:18

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julia😌 :

taka-sal

2025-01-23 13:56:03

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Thiago Agusto :

i became the same

2025-01-24 21:15:11

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E O FLIPIN D START🖤 :

I became the same!🧏🏻‍♂️

2025-01-22 19:19:40

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predestinado777 :

I became the same ??

2025-01-22 06:39:47

3

Teo'D🍀😇 :

"eu me tornei o mesmo!"

2025-01-22 21:58:26

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vitor da Angelotti 🥷🏻🤑 :

I became the same

2025-01-22 21:01:07

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_paulo :

"ops" mkkkkk

2025-01-26 01:53:41

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NOCLIQUE🇧🇷 :

oq significa

2025-01-24 21:46:51

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Gb ☁️ :

eu me tornei isso

2025-01-23 02:47:32

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lorranzin :

eu me tornei o mesmo

2025-01-23 02:53:55

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cnn100sdds :

Essa mania de se isolar e não dar satisfação ou falar pra alguém é comum kk

2025-02-08 21:05:21

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vieiravx7 :

I became that same 💭

2025-01-24 02:21:48

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fkdazs🐀🎈🥇 :

eu me tornei o mesmo...💭

2025-03-29 17:58:59

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filho do rei dos reis 👑💭 :

eu que inventei esse em haha

2025-01-26 16:50:33

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JN :

Imagina eu que nunca tive pai, tive que aprender cmg mesmo 😅

2025-01-25 12:12:57

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davi_da_nero4 :

Sempre estranhei meu pai sumir do nada e não dar satisfação para ninguém , não chorar nem demonstrar algum tipo de sentimentos na frente de alguém mas ops l became the same

2025-01-24 02:32:33

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thur :

Eu me tornei o mesmo!😶‍🌫️🧏🏾

2025-01-23 19:39:28

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Maria Cicera :

oi eu te coneso😃

2025-04-02 00:59:23

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pyetrowzs :

i became the same

2025-02-17 06:01:53

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Mafer :

i became the same

2025-02-14 01:11:42

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kn 👤 :

I' became the same!

2025-02-09 05:19:23

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thomais1 :

I became the same

2025-02-06 20:45:44

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POV: It starts on a monday. the kind of monday that already feels too long before it even begins. the kind where your bag’s heavy, your back aches from the weekend cram session, and your brain refuses to function even with two shots of espresso. you slip into your seat five minutes before class, hoodie pulled over your head, hoping no one talks to you. but of course, the seat next to you creaks. you glance over. and of course—it’s jungwon. jungwon, with his perfectly neat notes, soft laugh, and annoyingly distracting side glances whenever the professor cracks a joke. jungwon, the only person whose presence can completely unravel your concentration and calm you down all at once. “rough morning?” he whispers, his voice low, teasing. you shoot him a tired glare. “you don’t even want to know.” but he just chuckles and passes you a sealed juice box and a small chocolate bar. “for brain cells,” he says with a wink. you don’t smile. you try not to smile. but your lips twitch anyway. the week passes in small moments like that—shared glances during lectures, hushed conversations during group work, his notes suddenly appearing on your desk with highlighted explanations when you look confused. you’re not sure when it starts to feel normal—this thing between you. this quiet orbit around each other. the way your days feel incomplete if you don’t hear his voice or catch his smile across the hallway. then it’s thursday afternoon. a thunderstorm traps everyone inside the school building. you’re seated under the staircase, hugging your knees, watching the rain pour like it’s never going to stop. and again… he finds you. jungwon slips off his jacket and sits beside you, not even asking if he can. he just… belongs there. right next to you. “you always hide in the weirdest spots,” he says gently. “i like the sound of rain,” you reply. “it makes everything else feel quiet.” he’s silent for a moment. then, softly— “you make me feel quiet.” you look up at him. he’s not teasing. he’s looking at you like he’s been meaning to say that for a long time. you feel your heart shift. slowly. quietly. completely. he doesn’t say more. instead, he leans back against the wall, closes his eyes, and starts humming—low, soft, a tune you don’t recognize but suddenly want to memorize. the air feels warmer now. not because the storm is fading—but because something is changing. after that day, everything feels louder. your hands brush in the hallway and neither of you pulls away. you start waiting for him after class without realizing. he walks you to the gate even if it means missing his ride. he starts lending you his jacket more often, even when it’s not cold. and one friday night, after a long study session in the library—you both stay a little later than usual. the school is empty. only the distant sound of a custodian’s radio echoes through the halls. your eyelids are heavy. your laptop’s at 6%. and jungwon’s across from you, resting his chin on his folded arms, eyes on you—not the screen. “you really don’t get tired of me?” you whisper, voice barely above a breath. he smiles. slow. certain. “i think i’m addicted to you, actually.” your heart stumbles. he gets up, walks around the table, and stops in front of you. “can i… show you something?” you nod, breath catching. jungwon bends down, his hand reaching to tuck a loose strand of hair behind your ear. and he waits—eyes searching yours, his face inches away, his heart practically glowing through the soft look he gives you. “tell me to stop,” he whispers, “and i will.” you don’t. instead, you lean in—so close you can feel his breath on your lips. and when your eyes flutter closed, he meets you halfway. his lips are warm. careful. gentle. like he’s been thinking about this for weeks. months. and maybe… he has. +++ CONTINUATION IN THE COMMENT #fyppppppppppppppppppppppp #foryoupage #fyp #makethisviral #jungwon #jungwonenhypen

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