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mncompsjr11
Forever❤️💙culler :
But my eyes can see everything
2026-01-12 16:24:32
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user454678890
⛧⃝𓄃⛧°. ⋆༺♱༻⋆. °⛧ :
Para Obito, el kanji 首 (kubi) significa literalmente "cabeza" o "cuello", y aunque su nombre viene del latín (relacionado con morir/desaparecer), en el contexto de su historia, este kanji representa el liderazgo, la cabeza de una organización (como Akatsuki), y en el caso de su disfraz de Tobi, la máscara (que cubre su cabeza/rostro) y su rol como el "líder" detrás de la máscara, una figura que dirige desde la sombra, a veces de forma enigmática y con un sentido de autoridad.
2026-01-11 15:57:23
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adzmrxz
ᴀᴅᴢᴍʀxᴢ :
2026-01-11 01:08:39
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martimariqnov1
the goat 🐐 :
But my eyes can see everything nothing exists that I can't see. So if I can't see it it's not real. that is what i believe. (he said it first idc what yall think)
2026-01-13 15:16:24
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jose.rivas339
José Rivas 🤴🏻 :
muy duro el vídeo bro 🫂
2026-01-10 02:40:43
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giorgijaparidze6
￴￴￴ ￴￴ ￴￴ ￴￴￴￴￴ ￴￴￴ ￴￴ :
“Look at me there’s nothing in my heart”
2026-01-14 07:57:52
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uli_ses_2033
️ulises.41 :
"look at me there's nothing in my heart"
2026-01-13 14:56:52
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luixzzgg
𝙡𝙪𝙞𝙭𝙯𝙯𝙜𝙜 :
Roto como Obito Odio como Sasuke Arrepentido como Itachi Juzgado como Naruto Trabajo duro como Lee Solo como Gaara Buscando paz como Pain Sin motivación como Shikamaru Amor como el de Jiraiya Incomprendido como Madara Sonriendo como Minato.
2026-02-15 23:10:04
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http.imnot_kat8
K A T :
But my eyes see everything
2026-01-21 19:09:50
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gonx974
𝕰𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖇𝖆𝖓 :
delen like al mio
2026-01-11 21:40:08
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chompert_t
Chomper :
oq significa
2026-01-14 03:19:03
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nsm78z
￴ ￴￴ ￴￴￴￴ ￴￴ :
LOOK AT ME
2026-01-13 11:54:58
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thorfinn._67
￴ ￴ ￴￴￴￴ ￴￴￴￴￴￴ ￴ ￴￴￴￴ ￴￴￴￴￴ :
2026-01-11 12:49:36
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__unkn0wn11
￴ ￴￴ ￴ ￴￴ ￴￴￴￴ ￴￴ ￴￴ ￴￴ ￴ ￴￴ :
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2026-01-16 02:24:59
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gabriel_o_vt
Gabriel :
fala do:
2026-01-15 21:55:18
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elsapito471
SAID愛 :
💀💀
2026-01-13 18:45:14
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rusoxt1
𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍 𝐌 :
2026-01-12 11:44:23
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bobiuzumaki0
bobiuzumaki愛:) :
愛
2026-01-15 16:26:40
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kennyernesto95
‡★†[{kenny}]†★‡ :
rin era la única luz que tenía.......
2026-01-09 20:43:29
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user_namxv
𝕵𝖔𝖘𝖚𝖊 🍁 :
is name
2026-01-11 21:16:13
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darius_dari7
￴￴￴ ￴￴￴ ￴     ️ :
2026-01-12 18:00:01
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your_3mo_b0y.1
•▄︻デ•TARON •══━一• :
but my eyes can see everything....
2026-01-13 01:41:04
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itspedrin2
it's Pedriny :
"Look at me there's nothing in my heart"
2026-01-13 17:16:52
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__.jackal
tubarão :
is dead?
2026-06-09 17:42:39
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