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fadil_2ph
#🔞++ :
ulangi terus doanya ulangin terus usahanya,sampai Allah bilng "ini waktunya pulang ke pada ku karna kau tidak di anggap keluarga mu🙂🙁
2025-05-25 12:41:24
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fizzanakbaik94
𝖓𝖆𝖒𝖆𝖓𝖞𝖆 𝖋𝖎𝖟𝖟🦖 :
bismillah yaa Allah🥹
2025-07-18 11:31:32
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denhayu
aw denz★! :
pengen ujan tiap pagi😭
2025-08-03 22:24:09
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xybca_hamz
Hamm2ph?!!🚬 :
bismillahirrahmanirrahim Kun fayakun😇
2025-06-26 13:13:56
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panzz44you8
Panzz44you? :
pas kecil 99% pengn beli sepeda pas gede 99% pengen beli motor😔
2025-07-28 12:53:51
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aldifadila18342
1urang+ everybody)/ :
njir translate tempat gua kok kamu jelas kan arti Kun fayakun artinya terjadi maka terjadi lah iya kan?
2025-07-31 08:36:06
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ikyy72com
IkyyBancett🦖⚡ :
Amin untuk semua bang
2025-05-30 09:49:31
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oraweruh_25
Usser :
amin ya allah percaya proses terus pokonya nikmat terus prosesnya sampai nanti sudah saat nya
2025-05-27 08:40:38
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kamiell44
Rizz. :
@Apocalypse:jangan bilang prosesku lambat,aku juga ingin secepat orang",tapi seenggaknya kita udah ngusahain yg terbaik, setelah itu cuma tinggal nunggu waktunya kan?
2025-05-27 11:54:57
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rf4el_12
rfaelll :
Allah bukan tidak mendengar doamu, tapi allah tau yg terbaik untukmu😇
2025-06-03 15:04:56
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beat_gendutzeloss
zzZeloss :
izin post
2025-06-23 10:48:16
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nothere19281
Parr_Losper :
𝐂𝐀𝐏𝐄𝐊 𝐉𝐈𝐑 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐓𝐀𝐌𝐀 𝐌𝐔𝐋𝐔 ᵏᵒᵐᵉⁿᵗᵃʳ ᵖᵉʳᵗᵃᵐᵃ
2025-05-26 04:42:23
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wisnusetiawanreal
Beat Gendut. :
Mampir idola😊
2025-06-13 13:19:31
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dannboy186
dann? :
ini waktunya udah lama memendam rasa selama 1 hari🗿
2025-05-27 12:00:49
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unyuk_ajee
D. :
bang izin minta buat storis
2025-05-26 06:52:14
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gtausp1919
secret :
aminnnn🙏
2025-05-26 23:28:53
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beat_gendutzeloss
zzZeloss :
sw
2025-06-23 10:48:19
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hananafrikantara
Hanan :
🥀
2025-07-19 09:16:26
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ltdrz
LU7F1🦸‍♂️ :
🤣
2025-07-13 17:40:54
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zaakmgpp1
beatzaa✌️ :
😁
2025-07-03 23:17:08
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prastyavv
uleeeeee :
😜
2025-06-26 09:04:59
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cocomlw
Yanzzz444. :
🥰
2025-05-28 19:53:43
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fstmlylia1
fristy :
😭
2025-05-27 11:29:07
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nndaaary
nndaaaa :
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2025-05-26 01:35:25
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udelllyyyy
𝙂𝙬 𝘿𝙚𝙚𝙇? :
dan jangan lupa "jangan tinggalin shota nya"😊
2025-05-24 09:55:53
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