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Fabio Tochiba :
mulher linda demais ❤️parabéns 👏 pela sua beleza 😘🙏👏
2026-07-01 23:02:28
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Soares 🥷 :
Que isso Ventura 😍😅
2026-07-01 23:01:16
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andremeenn :
Papo de undaia master
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segundo o fixo por favor
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surreal de linda essa menina 😳
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Gaddamn, its a real garbage.(im seventeen) In Toronto, life was already confusing enough for Scott Pilgrim—between garage band practice, video game marathons, and his ongoing struggle to understand basic adult responsibility. So naturally, he handled it the only way he knew how: badly. It started when he met Knives Chau, who was seventeen, energetic, and somehow far more put-together than Scott despite still being in school. She thought Scott was mysterious and cool. Scott thought… well, Scott didn’t think that far ahead. At first, their “dates” mostly involved walking around, eating cheap food, and Scott explaining the plot of old video games like they were epic historical events. “See, the thing about this boss fight,” Scott said one afternoon, gesturing dramatically with a slice of pizza, “is that it represents existential struggle.” Knives blinked. “It’s a turtle.” “Yeah,” Scott nodded. “A metaphorical turtle.” Despite Scott’s questionable wisdom, Knives found everything fascinating. She took notes sometimes—actual notes—like Scott was giving a lecture instead of rambling. But the more time passed, the more obvious it became that they were living in completely different worlds. Knives was planning ahead—school, future, life. Scott was still trying to beat level three. One day, they sat on a bench, watching people pass by. For once, Scott was quiet. “I think,” Scott began slowly, “I might not be as cool as you thought.” Knives smiled a little. “I figured that out.” Scott nodded. “Yeah. That checks out.” There was an awkward pause, the kind Scott usually filled with nonsense—but this time, he didn’t. “I think you’re… still figuring things out,” Knives said. Scott scratched his head. “I’ve been figuring things out for, like… a long time.” “Maybe try harder?” she suggested. “Whoa,” Scott said. “Let’s not get extreme.” They both laughed. And for the first time, Scott realized something important—not everything was about leveling up, winning fights, or being “cool.” Sometimes, it was about growing up… even if you were really, really bad at it. Especially then. #bass #scotpilgrim #cover #fyp #recomendation
Gaddamn, its a real garbage.(im seventeen) In Toronto, life was already confusing enough for Scott Pilgrim—between garage band practice, video game marathons, and his ongoing struggle to understand basic adult responsibility. So naturally, he handled it the only way he knew how: badly. It started when he met Knives Chau, who was seventeen, energetic, and somehow far more put-together than Scott despite still being in school. She thought Scott was mysterious and cool. Scott thought… well, Scott didn’t think that far ahead. At first, their “dates” mostly involved walking around, eating cheap food, and Scott explaining the plot of old video games like they were epic historical events. “See, the thing about this boss fight,” Scott said one afternoon, gesturing dramatically with a slice of pizza, “is that it represents existential struggle.” Knives blinked. “It’s a turtle.” “Yeah,” Scott nodded. “A metaphorical turtle.” Despite Scott’s questionable wisdom, Knives found everything fascinating. She took notes sometimes—actual notes—like Scott was giving a lecture instead of rambling. But the more time passed, the more obvious it became that they were living in completely different worlds. Knives was planning ahead—school, future, life. Scott was still trying to beat level three. One day, they sat on a bench, watching people pass by. For once, Scott was quiet. “I think,” Scott began slowly, “I might not be as cool as you thought.” Knives smiled a little. “I figured that out.” Scott nodded. “Yeah. That checks out.” There was an awkward pause, the kind Scott usually filled with nonsense—but this time, he didn’t. “I think you’re… still figuring things out,” Knives said. Scott scratched his head. “I’ve been figuring things out for, like… a long time.” “Maybe try harder?” she suggested. “Whoa,” Scott said. “Let’s not get extreme.” They both laughed. And for the first time, Scott realized something important—not everything was about leveling up, winning fights, or being “cool.” Sometimes, it was about growing up… even if you were really, really bad at it. Especially then. #bass #scotpilgrim #cover #fyp #recomendation

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