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@hntanh_181: 5 năm tiểu học 4 năm THCS 3 năm THPT. 4 năm đại học 1 đời phục vụ Tổ quốc #t02 #uocmo #congan #creatorsearchinsights #hashtagxuhướngtiktok

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ducphat1037
@_ [ •°• ].***(Q.Bảo)123456789 :
cũng muốn lắm, nhưng giới hạn ko thể thay thế ✋
2026-08-19 03:33:14
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xoi03174
Thích ăn vặt 🍱🍩🥗🥭 :
Tôi cũng muốn lắm Nhưng gia đình đâu cho phép vì bố tôi…. Nên cả nhà không ai cho phép😭😭😭😭😭
2026-08-19 10:28:21
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iuquynhlama
Phạm Như Quỳnh :
học viện hay đại học csdn ạ
2026-08-15 05:50:20
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daihoccanhsatnhandan17
💚HUYỀN❣️🍊TRÂM👮‍♀️ :
xinphep lấy vd tớ gắn link ạ
2026-08-17 02:48:56
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melai_la
7 hằng đẳng thức đáng nhớ :
chiều cao cản trở ước mơ ☺️
2026-08-20 13:22:59
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trng.i.hc.trn.quc
trường đại học trần Quốc tuấn :
Nhớ làm theo lời của mình nha
2026-08-18 06:41:07
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_iayu2miisyou
mẹconnek:3 :
xh nha tus
2026-08-14 08:49:33
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chinh.cu69
꧁༺ÁⒸ❦ⓆⓊỷ༻꧂ :
2026-08-18 11:06:59
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nttd754
NTTD :
tổ quốc đang chờ e nhưng e ko thể vào😌
2026-08-20 13:44:31
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com.b06
tutu :
ko ai muốn làm nghề khác ngào cảnh sát à 🤔
2026-08-18 07:40:13
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taikhoanbikhoahoantoam
tài khoản này đã bị khóa :
hộ vs ak
2026-08-17 03:58:18
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user3272808131532
cảnh sát nhân dân là ước mơ :
mik cũng thế
2026-08-15 09:31:11
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2026-08-15 11:04:56
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The blueprint sat untouched for three months. Rolled up in a corner of Jennie’s office, collecting dust. Every morning she told herself she’d throw it away. Every evening she found another excuse not to. Because it wasn’t just a blueprint. It was their blueprint. ⸻ Jennie was an architect. Lisa was an engineer. Which meant, for years, every conversation somehow turned into buildings. Restaurants became floor plans. Hotels became layout debates. Random houses became critiques nobody asked for. It drove everyone around them insane. They loved it. ⸻ The idea for the house started as a joke. “You’re impossible to work with.” Lisa looked up from her laptop. “Me?” “Yes.” “I’m literally agreeing with you.” “Wrong.” Lisa laughed. “Okay, architect.” “Okay, engineer.” ⸻ A week later, Jennie showed up at Lisa’s apartment with sketches. As a joke. Supposedly. “What is this?” “Our house.” Lisa blinked. “Our what?” Jennie immediately regretted it. But Lisa just smiled. That soft smile that always made Jennie feel like she’d stepped into sunlight. “Our house?” Jennie rolled her eyes. “Don’t make it weird.” “You made it weird.” ⸻ And somehow, after that, it became real. Not immediately. Not officially. Just little things. A bigger kitchen because Lisa liked cooking. A reading nook for Jennie. Large windows. A small garden. A ridiculously oversized couch they argued about for weeks. “This couch is weird” “It’s comfortable.” “It takes up half the room.” “It sparks joy.” “That’s not how engineering works.” “Good thing you’re the engineer.” ⸻ Months passed. The design evolved. Changed. Grew. Like they did. Jennie designed the spaces. Lisa made them possible. Together they built something neither admitted meant more than a house. A future they never explicitly promised. But somehow always assumed would happen. ⸻ Then life got in the way. Slowly. Longer hours. Missed dinners. Cancelled plans. Arguments that never really resolved. At first they found their way back. Then it became harder. Then it didn’t. ⸻ Until one night, in Jennie’s apartment, exhausted and quiet, they said everything they’d been avoiding. Neither shouted. Neither cried. That would’ve been easier. They just looked tired. Two people who still loved each other. But didn’t know how to reach each other anymore. ⸻ When Lisa left, she forgot her spare key on the counter. Neither mentioned it. The breakup wasn’t dramatic. Which somehow made it worse. ⸻ Three months later, the blueprint still sat in Jennie’s office. Waiting. Like it expected them to come back. One rainy evening, she finally unrolled it. Covered in notes. Corrections. Lisa’s handwriting everywhere. “Move this wall.” “Trust me.” “You have terrible taste in staircases.” “No, seriously. Move this wall.” Jennie laughed. Then regretted it. Because she could hear Lisa in every word. ⸻ Her eyes drifted to the title block. PROJECT NAME: OUR HOME Nothing fancy. Nothing official. Just everything they’d ever meant to build. ⸻ Jennie’s chest tightened. Because the tragedy wasn’t that the house would never exist. She could build it tomorrow. She had the plans. The skills. The life. ⸻ But it would never be theirs. The kitchen would still be where Lisa wanted it. The couch still too big. The garden still designed around flowers Lisa liked. Every room holding something that wasn’t there anymore. ⸻ Outside, rain tapped softly against the window. Jennie stared at the blueprint one last time. Then rolled it back up. Not because she was ready. She wasn’t. Maybe she never would be. ⸻ Some structures aren’t meant to be built. Only imagined. Like futures. Like forever. Like a house designed by an architect and an engineer who loved each other at exactly the wrong time. ⸻ Years later, Jennie would pass homes she’d helped design. Real buildings. Real lives. And still think of the one project that never left paper. The couch. The garden. The kitchen. The life. The home. And the person she was supposed to share it with. Because a house can survive weather, time, even bad foundations. But not absence. Not people who were meant to live inside it. #jenlisa#fyp#jenlisaau#au
The blueprint sat untouched for three months. Rolled up in a corner of Jennie’s office, collecting dust. Every morning she told herself she’d throw it away. Every evening she found another excuse not to. Because it wasn’t just a blueprint. It was their blueprint. ⸻ Jennie was an architect. Lisa was an engineer. Which meant, for years, every conversation somehow turned into buildings. Restaurants became floor plans. Hotels became layout debates. Random houses became critiques nobody asked for. It drove everyone around them insane. They loved it. ⸻ The idea for the house started as a joke. “You’re impossible to work with.” Lisa looked up from her laptop. “Me?” “Yes.” “I’m literally agreeing with you.” “Wrong.” Lisa laughed. “Okay, architect.” “Okay, engineer.” ⸻ A week later, Jennie showed up at Lisa’s apartment with sketches. As a joke. Supposedly. “What is this?” “Our house.” Lisa blinked. “Our what?” Jennie immediately regretted it. But Lisa just smiled. That soft smile that always made Jennie feel like she’d stepped into sunlight. “Our house?” Jennie rolled her eyes. “Don’t make it weird.” “You made it weird.” ⸻ And somehow, after that, it became real. Not immediately. Not officially. Just little things. A bigger kitchen because Lisa liked cooking. A reading nook for Jennie. Large windows. A small garden. A ridiculously oversized couch they argued about for weeks. “This couch is weird” “It’s comfortable.” “It takes up half the room.” “It sparks joy.” “That’s not how engineering works.” “Good thing you’re the engineer.” ⸻ Months passed. The design evolved. Changed. Grew. Like they did. Jennie designed the spaces. Lisa made them possible. Together they built something neither admitted meant more than a house. A future they never explicitly promised. But somehow always assumed would happen. ⸻ Then life got in the way. Slowly. Longer hours. Missed dinners. Cancelled plans. Arguments that never really resolved. At first they found their way back. Then it became harder. Then it didn’t. ⸻ Until one night, in Jennie’s apartment, exhausted and quiet, they said everything they’d been avoiding. Neither shouted. Neither cried. That would’ve been easier. They just looked tired. Two people who still loved each other. But didn’t know how to reach each other anymore. ⸻ When Lisa left, she forgot her spare key on the counter. Neither mentioned it. The breakup wasn’t dramatic. Which somehow made it worse. ⸻ Three months later, the blueprint still sat in Jennie’s office. Waiting. Like it expected them to come back. One rainy evening, she finally unrolled it. Covered in notes. Corrections. Lisa’s handwriting everywhere. “Move this wall.” “Trust me.” “You have terrible taste in staircases.” “No, seriously. Move this wall.” Jennie laughed. Then regretted it. Because she could hear Lisa in every word. ⸻ Her eyes drifted to the title block. PROJECT NAME: OUR HOME Nothing fancy. Nothing official. Just everything they’d ever meant to build. ⸻ Jennie’s chest tightened. Because the tragedy wasn’t that the house would never exist. She could build it tomorrow. She had the plans. The skills. The life. ⸻ But it would never be theirs. The kitchen would still be where Lisa wanted it. The couch still too big. The garden still designed around flowers Lisa liked. Every room holding something that wasn’t there anymore. ⸻ Outside, rain tapped softly against the window. Jennie stared at the blueprint one last time. Then rolled it back up. Not because she was ready. She wasn’t. Maybe she never would be. ⸻ Some structures aren’t meant to be built. Only imagined. Like futures. Like forever. Like a house designed by an architect and an engineer who loved each other at exactly the wrong time. ⸻ Years later, Jennie would pass homes she’d helped design. Real buildings. Real lives. And still think of the one project that never left paper. The couch. The garden. The kitchen. The life. The home. And the person she was supposed to share it with. Because a house can survive weather, time, even bad foundations. But not absence. Not people who were meant to live inside it. #jenlisa#fyp#jenlisaau#au
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