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danilo.leonardo707
Danilo Leonardo :
O amor faz as pessoas renascerem , selena e ela , sendo felizes no amor …
2025-10-31 00:59:06
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thisismiaf
thisismiaf :
A demi de 2008 voltou muito nessa música, deus do céu. Eu senti muito da época de Catch me e Believe in me
2025-10-31 05:41:22
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mariaclaracosta221
Maria Clara Costa :
e finalmente é alguém que a valoriza e a ama de volta
2025-10-30 21:11:56
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nathliarocha1
Nathália Rocha :
fico com o coração quentinho de ver a Demi amando verdadeiramente alguém que faz ela feliz🥹🥹
2025-10-30 17:58:43
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a_santosz
mah :
por favor, Jordan, não ha machuque 🤧😭
2025-10-31 00:18:35
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futuredepre
✨️🪽👄 :
Nossa ela deve amar muuuuito ele mesmo pq eu lembro o tanto que essa mulher era doida pelo Wilmer
2025-10-31 02:34:35
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jxjxca
joy :
quando o amor é recíproco a pessoa simplesmente brilha né? é notório a diferença dela nesse relacionamento e nos anteriores, nunca vi ela brilhar TANTO
2025-10-31 17:26:31
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viviih32
Viviih :
Problema da demi é que ela é muito emocionada,só espero que ele não machuque ela
2025-10-31 11:07:02
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belmonts2222
Belmont’s :
Wilmer roubou os melhores anos da vida dela, fico feliz q ela tenha achado o felizes para sempre dela ✨
2025-10-31 05:33:10
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sthefanyyyz
sthefany :
4ever 4me e ghost são de emocionar 😭
2025-10-31 10:25:40
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anaelisawinter
Ana Elisa Winter :
Eu chorando pq queria tanto sentir isso 🥺
2025-10-31 03:29:22
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luizhenrique0217
Luiz Henrique :
🥹🥹 tão pitica
2025-10-31 00:38:11
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daianechier
Daiane Chier :
tão leve, tão transparente .. ela está vivendo o que mais queria. ❤
2025-10-31 01:03:01
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ciwc
Gabi :
ela merece tantooooo esse amor 🥺❤
2025-10-31 04:01:26
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lauschena
Laura :
Das palavras da Demi faço as minhas pro meu marido, eu pedi tanto a Deus um esposo como ele… eu o amo tanto e cada dia isso cresce! Eu o admiro, eu o zelo, eu simplesmente sou apaixonada por ele. Eu te amo Nicolas, te esperei por 21 anos e hoje com quase 23 estou casada, vivendo ao lado do amor da minha vida.
2025-12-08 20:00:09
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luacoutinho.o
luacoutinho.o :
Amo ver a Demi feliz 🥹🥹
2025-10-31 01:30:59
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cahlovato
Carla :
tão feliz por ela 🥺
2025-10-30 20:28:27
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julianaalves4958
juh 🖤🩷🖤❤️ :
sou grata por ela hj estar assim, só quem viveu outras eras dela sabe o quanto ela merece um relacionamento seguro e que a faça feliz
2025-10-31 16:55:20
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rafaael_carloos
Rafael Andrade :
O tanto que eu chorei com essa música…
2025-10-30 23:51:43
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www.com.b.r
𝙄𝙏’𝙎 ❌ 𝙏𝙃𝘼𝙏 𝘿𝙀𝙀𝙋 :
Estou tão feliz por ela. Finalmente ela está sendo amada como queria ser
2025-10-31 02:41:57
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larissasouza58
Larissa Souza :
só quem acompanha ela desde 2009, 2010 sabe o quanto é especial ouvir isso dela 🥲🫠🥹❤
2025-10-31 01:40:49
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tarado394
Leonildo gohan instinto superT :
eu me tornarei um Deus viajarei para o Infinito manterei a Paz mundial nos corações partidos cheio de confusão e loucura Deus vamos unir nossos poderes vamos construir mundos até o infinito e tentar encontrar o amor de Jesus Cristo.
2026-05-12 03:17:39
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thelifeofhelena
Helena Corrêa :
Eu quero esse modelo no cap cut 😭😭😭😭😭💋
2025-11-04 17:53:38
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minyneves
Miiny👑💜🐼 :
Demi merece demais ser feliz 🥹 ela tá radiante.
2025-12-07 23:09:47
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th7bia
✰𝒃𝒊𝒂 :
fico tão feliz por vê ela assim 🥺
2025-10-31 18:20:59
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