@jadeworld04: Real Stone Cutting #crystals #jadeite #gemstones #jade #fypuk

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cahyadi9691
cy :
harus belajar sama ahli batu giok turunan kerajaan sangjaya
2026-04-14 10:42:10
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nounzy27
rz :
brewek batu giok
2026-04-18 06:59:55
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sommy7078
sommy :
What are they looking for inside the stone cause am confuse
2026-04-09 20:35:02
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coreywayne1989
Corey Wayne :
you can look at the stone and tell if it's good or not
2026-04-01 03:54:56
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jsjbs.jsjsjdjd
سبحان الله والحمد لله🌝🌝 :
2026-04-08 18:12:16
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alxpvx
XP :
One in a billion to find a good stone.
2026-03-31 20:22:13
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ko.win.aung09
🌈La🌈✨✨ :
မြန်မာပိုက်ဆံတွေ
2026-04-15 09:42:37
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edmata36
Edgar Mata Araya :
2026-04-07 21:27:46
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khun.khun8021
နောင်လွယ်သူလေး :
အမှိုက်ပုံးပြည်နေပြည်🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰
2026-04-15 08:50:13
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haiitnoi1
Hải ít nói :
tui xem cỡ 1 ngàn cái clip rồi có cái nào cắt ra ngọc đâu
2026-04-11 20:20:45
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user4758197686951
Sucianty :
2026-04-10 06:25:03
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user5104075842950
lặng :
Sao toàn vứt hết vayy
2026-04-01 16:09:42
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user569842073
afghan :
2026-04-11 11:07:19
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r25_034
₹¡⁴👤 :
2026-04-22 05:28:29
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azosen1
Alara🪐 :
Ne var içinde
2026-04-15 12:47:23
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nguyentrunghieu996
{ Hiếu } :
Này thì niệm 😁😁😁
2026-04-11 08:16:11
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am.00000000000
AM.0000000000 :
امنيتي اشوفه يكسب 😂😂
2026-04-12 19:49:34
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lushadi2
lushadi2 :
mano pero que gana yo siempre miro que las vota todas
2026-04-07 01:19:28
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bang_zeod66
Bang Zeod :
yg di cari apa nya sih 🗿
2026-04-08 09:00:18
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muhammad.fitriyan5
mas jotvu :
paket ilmu mata
2026-04-15 12:23:57
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arkarmoe12344
𖤐 𝑲𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒐 𖤐 :
ငါ့ပြန်သွားကောက်မှာ
2026-04-14 16:15:54
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hayiiiyam
hayiiiyam :
slendelrina are you here? >-yes >
2026-04-07 09:43:04
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user9958159611147
ЯД :
він хочаб раз знайшов щось нормальне?
2026-04-14 15:30:28
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For years I waited for a message that I told myself would never come. I imagined your name appearing on my screen after all that silence. I imagined my heart racing, my hands shaking, and every painful memory suddenly turning into hope again. There were nights when I stayed awake thinking about you, wondering where you were, how you were doing, and if you ever thought about me the way I thought about you. I missed you in ways I never knew were possible. I missed your voice, your smile, the way you looked at me when everything felt simple. I missed the feeling of believing that no matter what happened, we would somehow find our way back to each other. Time moved forward, but part of me remained trapped in the past. I carried memories of you everywhere I went. A song would remind me of you. A place would remind me of you. Sometimes even complete strangers would remind me of you. I tried to forget. I tried to convince myself that I had moved on. I told myself that life was teaching me how to live without you. But the truth is that a small part of me was always waiting. Waiting for an explanation. Waiting for closure. Waiting for the impossible text that would suddenly make all the years of silence disappear. Then one day it finally happens. After years of no communication, you send a simple message. “Can we fix things?” Four words that once would have meant everything to me. Four words that I dreamed about hearing countless times. And for a moment, my heart reacts before my mind does. For a moment I become that same person again. The one who loved you completely. The one who would have crossed any distance just to see you smile. The one who believed that love could survive anything. But then reality catches up. Because while I spent years missing you, I realized something painful. The person I miss is not the person who sent that message. The person I miss exists in memories. She exists in old photographs, old conversations, and moments that can never be repeated. I miss the version of you who made me believe in forever. I miss the version of you who made me feel seen, understood, and important. I miss the girl who held my hand and made the world feel smaller. I miss the girl who laughed with me about things nobody else would understand. I miss the person I fell in love with. The problem is that years change people. Maybe you changed. Maybe I changed. Maybe life happened to both of us in ways we could never have predicted. The girl I loved stayed frozen in my memories while the real world kept moving. Every year that passed created more distance between who we were and who we became. The version of you I spent years missing no longer exists. And neither does the version of me who waited. So when you ask if we can fix things, I do not know how to answer. Not because I never loved you. In fact, the reason is exactly the opposite. I loved you so deeply that losing you changed me forever. I spent years carrying a pain that nobody could see. I spent years wondering what I could have done differently. I spent years learning how to survive without the person I thought would always be there. You may be sorry. You may regret leaving. You may genuinely want another chance. But apologies cannot bring back lost years. They cannot bring back birthdays missed, conversations never had, and moments we should have shared but never did. They cannot bring back the version of us that existed before everything fell apart. And that is why I am not sure I could forgive you. Not because I hate you. Not because I want revenge. Not because I enjoy seeing you regret your choices. The truth is much sadder than that. I miss someone who no longer exists. I spent years longing for a memory. I spent years loving a version of you that lives only in the past. If you came back today, I would not be running toward the person standing in front of me. I would be running toward the ghost of someone I once knew. For the longest time I thought that if you ever returned.
For years I waited for a message that I told myself would never come. I imagined your name appearing on my screen after all that silence. I imagined my heart racing, my hands shaking, and every painful memory suddenly turning into hope again. There were nights when I stayed awake thinking about you, wondering where you were, how you were doing, and if you ever thought about me the way I thought about you. I missed you in ways I never knew were possible. I missed your voice, your smile, the way you looked at me when everything felt simple. I missed the feeling of believing that no matter what happened, we would somehow find our way back to each other. Time moved forward, but part of me remained trapped in the past. I carried memories of you everywhere I went. A song would remind me of you. A place would remind me of you. Sometimes even complete strangers would remind me of you. I tried to forget. I tried to convince myself that I had moved on. I told myself that life was teaching me how to live without you. But the truth is that a small part of me was always waiting. Waiting for an explanation. Waiting for closure. Waiting for the impossible text that would suddenly make all the years of silence disappear. Then one day it finally happens. After years of no communication, you send a simple message. “Can we fix things?” Four words that once would have meant everything to me. Four words that I dreamed about hearing countless times. And for a moment, my heart reacts before my mind does. For a moment I become that same person again. The one who loved you completely. The one who would have crossed any distance just to see you smile. The one who believed that love could survive anything. But then reality catches up. Because while I spent years missing you, I realized something painful. The person I miss is not the person who sent that message. The person I miss exists in memories. She exists in old photographs, old conversations, and moments that can never be repeated. I miss the version of you who made me believe in forever. I miss the version of you who made me feel seen, understood, and important. I miss the girl who held my hand and made the world feel smaller. I miss the girl who laughed with me about things nobody else would understand. I miss the person I fell in love with. The problem is that years change people. Maybe you changed. Maybe I changed. Maybe life happened to both of us in ways we could never have predicted. The girl I loved stayed frozen in my memories while the real world kept moving. Every year that passed created more distance between who we were and who we became. The version of you I spent years missing no longer exists. And neither does the version of me who waited. So when you ask if we can fix things, I do not know how to answer. Not because I never loved you. In fact, the reason is exactly the opposite. I loved you so deeply that losing you changed me forever. I spent years carrying a pain that nobody could see. I spent years wondering what I could have done differently. I spent years learning how to survive without the person I thought would always be there. You may be sorry. You may regret leaving. You may genuinely want another chance. But apologies cannot bring back lost years. They cannot bring back birthdays missed, conversations never had, and moments we should have shared but never did. They cannot bring back the version of us that existed before everything fell apart. And that is why I am not sure I could forgive you. Not because I hate you. Not because I want revenge. Not because I enjoy seeing you regret your choices. The truth is much sadder than that. I miss someone who no longer exists. I spent years longing for a memory. I spent years loving a version of you that lives only in the past. If you came back today, I would not be running toward the person standing in front of me. I would be running toward the ghost of someone I once knew. For the longest time I thought that if you ever returned.

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