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﮼رضوان،البرعصي❤️‍🩹🚶🏾‍♂️.
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weahmd909
أحـّمُد بومـِعیــطْر🔥🇦🇷🇱🇾 :
بعد نقعد انسوق مع باتي
2026-08-19 19:05:40
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itz_0104
مِےـحًےـمِےـد أبـوآلقـوادر👌🤍 :
نذكر فها اخر يوم ف رمضان الفات شهاده بالله طلعت من عينها و ربي سترني كان اول يوم ف العيد مفروض جنازتي لكن منعرفش كيف طلعت منها قعدت ساعه مدرس ف مكاني و نستوعب كيف صار و شن يلي صار شريط حياتي كله فات من قدامي و اول حاجه جت ف بالي كيف بنقابل ربي معنى نصلي و امور طيبه لكن نحس ف روحي مقصررررر هلباا لنم و الحمد لله كتبلي عمر جديد شهاده بالله الدنيا فانيه💔💔
2026-08-21 22:02:36
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user6660175909502
𝓡𝓲𝓷𝓪💕 :
لما ندير فالطه كبيره يصيرلي هكي🙂💔
2026-08-19 16:22:54
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rabei.al4
ݺ،ربــيع :
جتني رعشه هدي قبل مندير حادث بي خمسه دقيق 💔💔
2026-08-20 20:26:24
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alshames_04
الــشـــامـــalshamsس🔥💚 :
الحمذلله ع كل حال💔💔💔
2026-08-20 09:45:30
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2001_so4
فآقده خـوي💔😭 :
شهادة بالله جربتها كم مره في حياتي ومزالت قعده فياا وأصعب شي جتني فيه يوم خوي دار حادث بعد ربع ساعه قالولي مات😭😭😭😭💔💔💔💔
2026-08-21 13:44:54
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user2600815456260
𝐒:8 :
الصراحه اني مجربته لما مشيت للحمام المدرسه وسيبت بنت عمتي جنب الشكلاطه امتعي 🙂➰ولما انتوتر
2026-08-20 02:40:49
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ibrahim_rajab1
Ibrahim_rajab :
صارتلي زحمت الجامعة وطريق الجامعة 3سعات ونص زحمه السيارة تتحرك بالملي اخر شي نزلت ساق اللي معاي
2026-08-21 13:40:17
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201311ke
♯̶﮼شـِيـטּ،الٓبو୭سِيفِـي🌷 :
في مرا رجلي رجفت هك وديما💔🙂
2026-08-19 07:11:34
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user4092588505192
آبًرآهّيَمً سِرتٌآوٌيَ 🦅💫 :
هدينا اعصاب يا طيبين
2026-08-20 21:05:10
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dhgfubdh
🥺❤ :
شن يلي يخلي راجل هكي؟
2026-08-20 17:11:42
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elhamsa3
فراشة🦋 :
جربت احرف من هذا والحمدلله
2026-08-20 15:23:44
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nursie028
Lil_Nurse 🎀 :
للاسف من كتر ماعشت في شي خلاني هكي لين تعودت علاها الحركة هدي وحتى ايدية وبديت نشبح فيه شي عادي جداا
2026-08-21 03:09:32
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princess.roro502
🦌🪞 ❤️Rozi Ab :
ديما تصيرلي بعد نتوثر. 🥺🥺
2026-08-20 21:29:45
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maysam.rahouha
🌺MA🌺 :
اتعودت اعليها مش رجلين بس حتى ايديا 💔💔ا💔ابديت انشوف فها حاجه عاديه من كثر متعودت اعليها 💔💔
2026-08-19 15:59:54
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asma.muhammed58
Asma Muhammed :
جت رعيشه ونا نبي نخش لي دكتور شنو يقولي ع ورم في كراعي اصعب شعور 💔
2026-08-20 21:04:02
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mohammed_sola07
محمد صوله⚜️ :
الحمدلله اهم شي الشخص يطلع بخير الحديد يتعوض🙂💔
2026-08-20 23:15:27
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user6677752295810
فرا🍓ولة :
حيتك انا💔
2026-08-19 18:02:14
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7xffznor02
𝐴𝑠𝑒𝑒𝑙💎🕊 :
الشعور هذا صار لي خوي بعد خبط السياره ومن يومها كل ما يركب سياره يصيرله هكي🥺💔
2026-08-19 15:31:41
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mu_8926
لم يتم العثور على الحساب :
اه شوف انا صارلي قبل الحادث هادي الرعشه💔 ربي يعوضني خير اهم حاجه طلعت منها اصحيح
2026-08-20 23:36:29
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a.i.h.m2013
﮼ايهم،ابوشريده🖤⚜️𓏲. :
الله فكرتني😣💔
2026-08-20 00:07:26
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alamera536
👸 :
ووووربي اليوم صارتللى💔🥹
2026-08-20 22:45:08
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user7296313816704
سعود الورفلي :
لذلك اختصرت موضوع وخذيت تماتك عارف عليش رجلي يمين لن تخذلني
2026-08-20 00:56:28
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A letter to my sisters There is something I want to share with both of you. For the past eighteen months, since moving to Hawaiʻi, I have been writing. What began as quiet morning reflections from my lanai overlooking the Pacific has slowly become something I never expected. It has become a memoir. I never sat down with the intention of writing a book. In many ways, Hawaiʻi gave me the space to finally hear my own thoughts. The slower pace, the ocean, the solitude, and the distance from everything familiar allowed me to begin putting words to experiences I had carried for a lifetime. At first, I was simply journaling. One story led to another. One memory connected to another. One lesson revealed another. Some mornings I wrote about the sunrise. Other days I wrote about grief, healing, motherhood, forgiveness, relationships, and learning who I was becoming. Eventually I realized I wasn’t simply recording my days. I was recording my life. As I continued writing, I realized something else. None of our lives happen in isolation. The people we love become part of our story, and that means both of you naturally appear throughout these pages—not because I’m trying to tell your stories, but because you have always been part of mine. There are chapters filled with laughter. There are chapters filled with heartbreak. There are chapters that acknowledge difficult parts of our childhood and the different paths each of us has walked. And there are moments, like our day together on Nikiski Beach in the summer of 2021, that remind me how precious sisterhood can be. When I look at that photograph of us wearing Alaskan clay masks, searching for agates, and laughing into the wind, I don’t see three women pretending life was easy. I see three sisters choosing joy for one beautiful afternoon. As I continue writing, I want you to know my heart. This memoir is not about blame. It is not about exposing anyone. It is not about defining our lives by the hardest things we’ve experienced. It is about telling the truth of my own journey—with honesty, compassion, and respect. I also know that each of us remembers life through our own experiences. Where our stories intersect, I will always do my best to write with care, recognizing that my perspective is mine, and yours is yours. My hope is that when someone closes this book, they won’t simply remember the hardships. They will remember resilience. They will remember healing. They will remember that even after life’s deepest valleys, people can still laugh, love, rebuild, and keep walking. I wanted you to hear this from me before the book is ever finished because I love you, and because you’ve each been part of the story that shaped my life. With all my love, April #MemoirInTheMaking #Sisterhood #HealingJourney #TruthAndHealing #AprilMudrick
A letter to my sisters There is something I want to share with both of you. For the past eighteen months, since moving to Hawaiʻi, I have been writing. What began as quiet morning reflections from my lanai overlooking the Pacific has slowly become something I never expected. It has become a memoir. I never sat down with the intention of writing a book. In many ways, Hawaiʻi gave me the space to finally hear my own thoughts. The slower pace, the ocean, the solitude, and the distance from everything familiar allowed me to begin putting words to experiences I had carried for a lifetime. At first, I was simply journaling. One story led to another. One memory connected to another. One lesson revealed another. Some mornings I wrote about the sunrise. Other days I wrote about grief, healing, motherhood, forgiveness, relationships, and learning who I was becoming. Eventually I realized I wasn’t simply recording my days. I was recording my life. As I continued writing, I realized something else. None of our lives happen in isolation. The people we love become part of our story, and that means both of you naturally appear throughout these pages—not because I’m trying to tell your stories, but because you have always been part of mine. There are chapters filled with laughter. There are chapters filled with heartbreak. There are chapters that acknowledge difficult parts of our childhood and the different paths each of us has walked. And there are moments, like our day together on Nikiski Beach in the summer of 2021, that remind me how precious sisterhood can be. When I look at that photograph of us wearing Alaskan clay masks, searching for agates, and laughing into the wind, I don’t see three women pretending life was easy. I see three sisters choosing joy for one beautiful afternoon. As I continue writing, I want you to know my heart. This memoir is not about blame. It is not about exposing anyone. It is not about defining our lives by the hardest things we’ve experienced. It is about telling the truth of my own journey—with honesty, compassion, and respect. I also know that each of us remembers life through our own experiences. Where our stories intersect, I will always do my best to write with care, recognizing that my perspective is mine, and yours is yours. My hope is that when someone closes this book, they won’t simply remember the hardships. They will remember resilience. They will remember healing. They will remember that even after life’s deepest valleys, people can still laugh, love, rebuild, and keep walking. I wanted you to hear this from me before the book is ever finished because I love you, and because you’ve each been part of the story that shaped my life. With all my love, April #MemoirInTheMaking #Sisterhood #HealingJourney #TruthAndHealing #AprilMudrick

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