@julcat_: сон лечит всех 🤣🤣🤣

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trickaya
kopatelmagil :
2026-09-21 15:04:06
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viktoriamrrrm_
viktoriamrrrm :
2026-09-21 07:13:12
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pupusimus
fru'fru :
фентези и реальность
2026-09-20 16:52:08
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fd_ost06
gb :
ребят
2026-09-22 06:20:10
365
sakharanochka
sakharanochka :
где вы знакомитесь с хорошими мужчинами?
2026-09-21 00:21:18
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rafailooovna
𝐌𝐔𝐑𝐊𝐀🐈‍⬛ :
Ситуация вчерашняя😺
2026-09-21 07:00:00
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borochai
Алеся Новир :
эх незадача
2026-09-20 17:41:12
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vikki..._
vikki..._ :
мой посоветовал какой препарат сходить купить 😂 А,ну и сказал что ему конечно же хуже
2026-09-21 05:35:34
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_vunozavr_
૮꒰◞ ˕ ◟ ྀི꒱ა :
я сказала что мне очень понравился сок банан клубняка...
2026-09-21 16:13:26
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military_star
美しい花@ :
тоже сказала, что заболела
2026-09-20 17:29:16
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ksyusha21052020
Ksu❤ :
У меня был бывший, мне было 16 ему 18-19 чет такое, так вот этот фрукт когда заболел мне писал -"Ты же приедешь меня лечить, а то мама на работе меня лечить некому "🤣🤣🤣, и это был даже не пошлый намёк он потом на полных щах обиделся, потому что ему очень плохо, у него температура целых 37 и он не знает что ему делать
2026-09-21 11:01:44
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lolchili
Лола✨🎀💅 :
Подождите, у меня случилось эпичное! Мне прислали и лекарства и фрукты еще до первого свидания - и! Он с цветами на свидание пришел 😱 к сожалению, дальше ничего не получилось, но я такой вау словила
2026-09-21 15:38:27
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upptowncloud
upptowncloud :
Сказала что хочу яблоко в 12 ночи, нашел открытый магазин с овощами 😳
2026-09-21 09:05:10
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rorrimehtninam
Riya :
незадача
2026-09-20 21:32:12
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different_sence
row row fight the power :
не верю, это ии
2026-09-21 06:31:27
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ne_zlite_mammy
НЕ ЗЛИТЕ МАМУ :
Не общайтесь с такими) Лучше сразу в чс.
2026-09-22 12:06:47
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ekaterin0hka
ekaterin0hka :
эх незадача
2026-09-21 07:31:58
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rrttt077
rrttt077 :
Эх, незадача
2026-09-21 05:27:14
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sjuhvcghb
hgfgv :
Я когда своему говорила, что заболела, он кидал деньги на лекарства и фрукты, а когда съехались гонял в магазин на другой концерт города за вкусняшками, потому что мне хотелось сладкого, и ходил за лекарствами..
2026-09-22 12:40:53
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mariawwvks
mashechkaa :
2026-09-21 10:16:23
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gavinhadkanon
«Х.VIP» :
Если мой будущий парень не будет беспокоиться обо мне,когда я болею и не будет базово ухаживать за мной, как за больным человеком в этот период, то у меня не будет парня. Я слабая организмом, если температура выше 38,5 то всё, умираю. И давление постоянно падает... Хз, мне уж тогда легче с семьёй продолжить жить, или с подругой, они хотя бы заботиться обо мне будут
2026-09-21 16:16:08
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user8579045301446
Виктория :
2026-09-20 18:26:33
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evgenia24081968
евгения :
Мне деньги присылал, когда в отъезде был. Сейчас в аптеку ходит и еду готовит. Хотя я редко болею и это было лишь дважды
2026-09-21 13:24:38
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pnk_trusiki
Trusiki @ :
я помню заболела в общаге, друг с другого курса как узнал принес мне кучу фруктов и чай сделал чтобы я поправлялась (он ухаживал за другой девушкой и даже хвастался что ей дарит, но меня поддержать как друга хотел)
2026-09-21 06:48:46
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jijimonstr
jijimonstr :
😁
2026-09-21 10:47:15
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There was a time when I believed the stars belonged to other skies- beautiful enough to admire, too distant to call my own. Then you arrived. Not as lightning that startled the heavens, nor as a fire that demanded to be seen. You came the way morning finds the earth- without asking permission. Since then, I have wondered what teaches a river to surrender to the sea, or gives a seed the courage to break itself open, trusting that loss can become a forest. Perhaps love has always known what we spend a lifetime trying to learn- that we are changed not by force, but by light. You are the light of my soul. Not because you shine brighter than the stars- but because you found the quiet lantern  I had hidden beneath years of silence, and with nothing but your patience, you taught it to remember its own flame. Now, even silence speaks your name. The wind carries your kindness. The rain falls with your gentleness. And ordinary days,  those unnoticed hours that slip quietly through the hands of time, have become the place where forever chooses to live. If someone asked me what love looks like, I would not speak of miracles. I would speak of a hand that reaches without possession;  of eyes that see without judgment; of a heart that stays without asking another heart to become anything other than itself. Years will gather. The seasons will write their silver through our hair. Our footsteps will grow softer. The world will continue its endless turning. Yet there is a light that time has never learned to extinguish. It lives where one soul has truly recognized another- not as perfect, not as complete, but as home. And if, one day, every poem returns to silence, every song to the wind, and every memory to the keeping of the stars, I believe one truth will remain: that the rarest love is not the one that changes who we are, but the one that gently lifts the forgotten light within us, until we remember that we were made to shine. #TheLightThatFoundMe
There was a time when I believed the stars belonged to other skies- beautiful enough to admire, too distant to call my own. Then you arrived. Not as lightning that startled the heavens, nor as a fire that demanded to be seen. You came the way morning finds the earth- without asking permission. Since then, I have wondered what teaches a river to surrender to the sea, or gives a seed the courage to break itself open, trusting that loss can become a forest. Perhaps love has always known what we spend a lifetime trying to learn- that we are changed not by force, but by light. You are the light of my soul. Not because you shine brighter than the stars- but because you found the quiet lantern I had hidden beneath years of silence, and with nothing but your patience, you taught it to remember its own flame. Now, even silence speaks your name. The wind carries your kindness. The rain falls with your gentleness. And ordinary days, those unnoticed hours that slip quietly through the hands of time, have become the place where forever chooses to live. If someone asked me what love looks like, I would not speak of miracles. I would speak of a hand that reaches without possession; of eyes that see without judgment; of a heart that stays without asking another heart to become anything other than itself. Years will gather. The seasons will write their silver through our hair. Our footsteps will grow softer. The world will continue its endless turning. Yet there is a light that time has never learned to extinguish. It lives where one soul has truly recognized another- not as perfect, not as complete, but as home. And if, one day, every poem returns to silence, every song to the wind, and every memory to the keeping of the stars, I believe one truth will remain: that the rarest love is not the one that changes who we are, but the one that gently lifts the forgotten light within us, until we remember that we were made to shine. #TheLightThatFoundMe

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