@kamil_szymczak: Szef dobry gość

Kamil Szymczak
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vanessarojek
vanessarojewska :
kocham to
2026-01-29 13:47:31
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kaml03os
Kamil Konopka :
zależy co dokładnie robisz ale sp zoo lepsza wg mnie
2026-02-03 12:13:47
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marcinc033
Marcin_C.91 :
a jaką prowadzisz działalność?
2026-01-29 21:15:41
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_leavok_
Leavok :
podwykonawca dostarczania papieru do drukarek w firmie ojca ? najs gratki
2026-03-23 14:20:51
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kierownik99
ToWłaśnieJa :
Też tak chce 🥲
2026-01-29 10:53:40
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p_lewy
Paweł Lewandowski :
Gimby nie znajo
2026-01-31 15:21:20
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kornel.07
Kornel.07 :
oj tak masz rację bracie💪
2026-02-03 09:12:10
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monia7768
Monia77 :
Też uwielbiam 🥰
2026-01-31 13:47:31
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bagusd2710
Baguś :
ale jednoosobowa działalność nie oznacza że jest tylko jeden pracownik 😅
2026-03-04 13:47:31
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nieidealnepodroze
nieidealnepodróże :
Ooo marzenie 🥰
2026-03-03 20:13:18
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michal.gdynski
MICHAŁ GDYŃSKI :
Każdy człowiek w Polsce bez wyjątku powinien być na działalności.
2026-02-05 11:49:37
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stitchyjoy.pl
Stitchy :
sam jestem swoim szefem💯💪
2026-03-18 11:14:19
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igipigiel6
igi🫶 :
definitely top ❤️
2026-01-29 10:11:45
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k4mil17
c4m3ron :
ile tej podwyzki?🤣🤣
2026-01-30 09:18:11
2
miodek_br
Miodek_br :
jak ty zarabiasz broo?
2026-01-29 19:38:34
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brzaskun
brzaskun :
ale to jest możliwe jak masz firmę a nie samozatrudnienie 🤣
2026-01-31 18:57:29
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ewelina_krawiec_
ewelina_krawiec_ :
Najpiękniejsze uczucie 🤭
2026-03-03 10:52:42
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jurij245
Jurgen :
Nie trawie zarozumiałych ludzi ale niech mu się wiedzie .
2026-01-29 10:43:26
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littlemouse99
Littlemouse99 :
😎😎😎💪🏼👌🏼
2026-01-31 23:24:40
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ka.em.gie
k.gie :
👌🥳
2026-01-30 17:48:08
2
set2travel
set2travel :
😁😁😁
2026-01-30 19:20:34
2
abod37172
abod¥ :
🥰🥰🥰
2026-01-29 22:19:32
2
abass865636659490
abass86563665949055 :
😂😂😂
2026-01-29 18:45:32
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zibi.tiktok
zibi.tiktok :
😬😬💪💪💪
2026-01-29 16:30:53
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--- Massive crystal chandeliers cast a golden glow,   reflecting perfectly off the glass walls of a five-star hotel ballroom   on the banks of the Chao Phraya River, Bangkok.   Thousands of white roses and imported hydrangeas lined every corner,   filling the air with the scent of luxury among hundreds of Thailand’s elite guests.   The wedding was grand. Like a fairytale come to life.   At the end of the aisle scattered with petals,   Charlotte stood breathtaking in an elegant A-line white wedding gown.   Beside her, a handsome Englishman with a tall, broad frame   held her hand gently.   He looked at Charlotte as if she were his entire universe.   And behind a large marble pillar in the farthest corner of the room hidden in the dim shadows Engfa stood in silence.   No one noticed her.   Engfa chose to stand there on purpose,   wearing a plain white shirt rolled neatly to her elbows   and black dress pants.   She looked so simple among the designer gowns and expensive tuxedos,   yet her presence still radiated a quiet kind of peace.   The peace of someone who had made peace with her ego and her pain.   Engfa’s sharp eyes, usually filled with ambition,   were soft and warm tonight.   Because to her, Charlotte had never just been an ex.   Charlotte was everything.   Every most beautiful chapter of Engfa’s life had been written with her.   And tonight, watching Charlotte laugh freely a carefree smile Engfa hadn’t seen in so long filled her chest with a kind of pure happiness.   But along with that happiness came an unbearable ache.   A pain that didn’t bleed, but cut straight to the deepest cracks in her bones.   Seeing the woman you love most in the world be happy is your biggest dream.   But realizing you are not the reason behind that smile   is the loneliest kind of heartbreak.   The priest’s voice echoed through the silence as the vows began.   The Englishman spoke his vows with steady certainty.   Then Charlotte nodded softly, her eyes shining.   Right as Charlotte finished saying her vows,   her gaze swept unintentionally toward the back of the room.   Through the blur of guests, her eyes locked on one point.   Charlotte’s eyes widened slightly.   There, behind the cold old pillar, stood Engfa.   Two pairs of eyes that once held a thousand secrets and memories   finally met.   Time seemed to stop in the middle of the magnificent Bangkok ballroom.   The sound of the organ and the applause of hundreds of guests   suddenly went silent to both of them.   For a single, agonizing second, there was no anger. No despair.   Engfa looked at Charlotte with that familiar gaze steady, gentle, and still filled with the same love as years ago.   A love that had never lessened.   It had only changed shape. Into acceptance.   Slowly, Engfa curved her lips into a smile.   A smile so sweet, so sincere,   yet hiding a wound that sliced right through her heart.   Charlotte held her breath.   Tears welled at the corners of her eyes,   threatening to fall and ruin her perfect makeup.   Charlotte understood that smile:   a release. A sincere blessing. And the most beautiful goodbye.   Charlotte returned it with a small, soft smile of her own sweet, but heavy with hidden pain.   A silent smile between two people who understood:   they loved each other, but fate had chosen different paths.   As Charlotte turned back to her husband to exchange rings,   Engfa took one slow step back.   She turned and walked through the cold hotel exit doors,   letting the Bangkok night air brush against her face.   She walked away carrying her love whole.   Happy that Charlotte had found her happiness.   Even though her own heart had shattered into a thousand pieces   that would never be put back together again.   --- #charlotteaustin #engfawaraha #englot #au #wlw
--- Massive crystal chandeliers cast a golden glow, reflecting perfectly off the glass walls of a five-star hotel ballroom on the banks of the Chao Phraya River, Bangkok. Thousands of white roses and imported hydrangeas lined every corner, filling the air with the scent of luxury among hundreds of Thailand’s elite guests. The wedding was grand. Like a fairytale come to life. At the end of the aisle scattered with petals, Charlotte stood breathtaking in an elegant A-line white wedding gown. Beside her, a handsome Englishman with a tall, broad frame held her hand gently. He looked at Charlotte as if she were his entire universe. And behind a large marble pillar in the farthest corner of the room hidden in the dim shadows Engfa stood in silence. No one noticed her. Engfa chose to stand there on purpose, wearing a plain white shirt rolled neatly to her elbows and black dress pants. She looked so simple among the designer gowns and expensive tuxedos, yet her presence still radiated a quiet kind of peace. The peace of someone who had made peace with her ego and her pain. Engfa’s sharp eyes, usually filled with ambition, were soft and warm tonight. Because to her, Charlotte had never just been an ex. Charlotte was everything. Every most beautiful chapter of Engfa’s life had been written with her. And tonight, watching Charlotte laugh freely a carefree smile Engfa hadn’t seen in so long filled her chest with a kind of pure happiness. But along with that happiness came an unbearable ache. A pain that didn’t bleed, but cut straight to the deepest cracks in her bones. Seeing the woman you love most in the world be happy is your biggest dream. But realizing you are not the reason behind that smile is the loneliest kind of heartbreak. The priest’s voice echoed through the silence as the vows began. The Englishman spoke his vows with steady certainty. Then Charlotte nodded softly, her eyes shining. Right as Charlotte finished saying her vows, her gaze swept unintentionally toward the back of the room. Through the blur of guests, her eyes locked on one point. Charlotte’s eyes widened slightly. There, behind the cold old pillar, stood Engfa. Two pairs of eyes that once held a thousand secrets and memories finally met. Time seemed to stop in the middle of the magnificent Bangkok ballroom. The sound of the organ and the applause of hundreds of guests suddenly went silent to both of them. For a single, agonizing second, there was no anger. No despair. Engfa looked at Charlotte with that familiar gaze steady, gentle, and still filled with the same love as years ago. A love that had never lessened. It had only changed shape. Into acceptance. Slowly, Engfa curved her lips into a smile. A smile so sweet, so sincere, yet hiding a wound that sliced right through her heart. Charlotte held her breath. Tears welled at the corners of her eyes, threatening to fall and ruin her perfect makeup. Charlotte understood that smile: a release. A sincere blessing. And the most beautiful goodbye. Charlotte returned it with a small, soft smile of her own sweet, but heavy with hidden pain. A silent smile between two people who understood: they loved each other, but fate had chosen different paths. As Charlotte turned back to her husband to exchange rings, Engfa took one slow step back. She turned and walked through the cold hotel exit doors, letting the Bangkok night air brush against her face. She walked away carrying her love whole. Happy that Charlotte had found her happiness. Even though her own heart had shattered into a thousand pieces that would never be put back together again. --- #charlotteaustin #engfawaraha #englot #au #wlw

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