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tiaaaniiee  :

salsa big no gys.

2026-10-17 14:15:50

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꒽khoirun :

salsa,OMG, CINTAAA BGTT ASELII, BAGUSS BANGETT MANAA MURAHH LAGIHH

2026-10-09 06:35:47

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🥞 :

kok bisa murah bgt ka?

2026-10-09 07:21:12

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blacksakura🐈‍⬛ :

gaada xi xiu?

2026-10-09 01:02:20

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clarista🫧 :

cushion goute bener bener susah di bland, and ga bisa ngecover jerawat trs kalo di pake indoor and outdoor 4-5jam oksidasi normal lah ya, masalah utamanya itu susah banget ngebland nya kadang ga rata kalo di pake

2026-10-10 09:51:26

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cam0oy:3 :

azzura juga bagus

2026-11-12 07:10:56

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_liiv_✨ :

sumpah aku pake cushion sea makeup hujan" ga luntur tahan bgt😆

2026-10-09 06:42:21

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Lilya :

goute best❤️

2026-10-09 05:29:33

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ℜ𝔢𝔳𝔞 𝔖𝔩𝔞𝔦𝔫𝔱𝔢 ☘️ :

siapapun yang pernah nyoba fondi nya OMG bagus ga guys buat kulit berminyak ,dan di tambah loose powder azura bagus ga😭

2026-10-28 06:21:37

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⋆°🦢⋆Winda👀𐙚⋆ :

apalagi yang bintang nya 4.9

2026-10-20 12:44:08

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mutti⋆‧｡🦢 :

maskara Dazzle Me ga banget kalo buat anak sekolahan, susah banget di hapusnya

2026-10-19 00:49:33

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albi&lalaa :

esqa sma,salsa paling bagus menurut gw

2026-10-13 19:37:06

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c, cica :

BEDAK TABUR WARDAH BAGUSS BGT PLISSS, walaupun nyolong punya emak

2026-10-09 13:12:29

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jeza :

produk yg gw pke salsa, goute, sea makeup dan semua itu bner' gacor parah

2026-10-11 09:44:09

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ns4xzlystr_🫧✮ :

ka dikamu ko murce' bgt siii😭

2026-10-10 14:21:26

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kiaa :

plis gais bantu ak recomend sunscreen yg bagus, buat ilangin jerawat, yg ga abu'ga oily. soalnya takut kemakan iklan + endorse😭🙏🏻

2026-10-09 10:57:03

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ZR🤍 :

Rekomen toko skincare ga buang buang duit dong kaaa

2026-10-11 03:28:18

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bill_ :

eyes shadow ny salsa bisa gak buat umur 12 ya

2026-10-10 01:41:24

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fiyyawf :

gwa setuju bgt kalo dazzle me karna udah murah tapi manteb bgttt, padahal murah loowhh lipp nya aja ngga nyampe 30k 😭

2026-10-13 12:14:34

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drexu. :

rekom ss dongg, untuk kulit berminyakk

2026-10-10 16:29:03

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lyliaa.ä :

GUE CINTA BANGET SAMA PRODUK OMG

2026-10-19 23:14:22

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🦭 :

lip dari dazzel me emang semantepp ituu

2026-10-26 13:43:37

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z :

yang serba ada nya, TnT official

2026-10-16 13:06:41

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z🅰️lfa_sfrA :

cushion gouteee yang pink bestt bangett, finish nya glow, mudah di blen, dan ringan banget dimuka, mana murah bngtt lagii😍😍

2026-10-10 12:08:53

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b :

cushion glowsophy itu tahan lama ga?

2026-10-17 08:01:37

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I escape into my phone whenever the corners close in on me, as if its small screen is my only remaining outlet from this heavy world. I turn to it, fleeing a reality I don't fit into, thoughts that pile up in my head and refuse to quiet down, and a feeling of heaviness that threatens to crush my chest. Every time I open it, as if searching for a lifeline or a hidden corner to isolate myself from everything that disturbs me. I mistakenly think I'll find something there to make me forget, to keep me busy, or perhaps to rearrange what has scattered inside. I sit, promising myself a moment of illusory calm, tracing the edges of the screen, looking for anything to fill this desolate emptiness that accompanies me all day. Yet the real and painful catastrophe—the kind that drains the soul and leaves you utterly helpless—is that I’ve gotten lost even here. I’ve reached a strange and exhausting stage: a stage where I’ve grown sick of the phone itself, of its cold light that now hurts my eyes, of swiping through pages without hope or purpose, of apps I open and close mechanically without even realizing what I'm doing or looking for. I’ve started tapping the screen aimlessly, scrolling without passion, searching for a single thing to catch my attention or break this dullness, only to find dark emptiness. The phone, which once was my refuge and sole escape, has become a prison even narrower and more suffocating than the reality I fled in the first place. Imagine the feeling of hating the very thing you run to! Of growing tired of the repetition of faces, the repetitive content, the repetitive, mechanical movements of your hand opening and closing it. I stare at this glowing spot, feeling foolish: How did I escape from boredom to a greater boredom? How do I look for comfort in a place that steals whatever energy and focus I have left? I am now trapped in the middle of a dark, cold path; I can neither bear this real world with my tired, dormant soul, nor can I find in my phone that pleasure, escape, or even temporary distraction I was looking for. I hate the screen and its worn-out, repetitive details, and yet—for a strange and painful reason—my hand reaches out to it automatically all over again, simply because

I escape into my phone whenever the corners close in on me, as if its small screen is my only remaining outlet from this heavy world. I turn to it, fleeing a reality I don't fit into, thoughts that pile up in my head and refuse to quiet down, and a feeling of heaviness that threatens to crush my chest. Every time I open it, as if searching for a lifeline or a hidden corner to isolate myself from everything that disturbs me. I mistakenly think I'll find something there to make me forget, to keep me busy, or perhaps to rearrange what has scattered inside. I sit, promising myself a moment of illusory calm, tracing the edges of the screen, looking for anything to fill this desolate emptiness that accompanies me all day. Yet the real and painful catastrophe—the kind that drains the soul and leaves you utterly helpless—is that I’ve gotten lost even here. I’ve reached a strange and exhausting stage: a stage where I’ve grown sick of the phone itself, of its cold light that now hurts my eyes, of swiping through pages without hope or purpose, of apps I open and close mechanically without even realizing what I'm doing or looking for. I’ve started tapping the screen aimlessly, scrolling without passion, searching for a single thing to catch my attention or break this dullness, only to find dark emptiness. The phone, which once was my refuge and sole escape, has become a prison even narrower and more suffocating than the reality I fled in the first place. Imagine the feeling of hating the very thing you run to! Of growing tired of the repetition of faces, the repetitive content, the repetitive, mechanical movements of your hand opening and closing it. I stare at this glowing spot, feeling foolish: How did I escape from boredom to a greater boredom? How do I look for comfort in a place that steals whatever energy and focus I have left? I am now trapped in the middle of a dark, cold path; I can neither bear this real world with my tired, dormant soul, nor can I find in my phone that pleasure, escape, or even temporary distraction I was looking for. I hate the screen and its worn-out, repetitive details, and yet—for a strange and painful reason—my hand reaches out to it automatically all over again, simply because "I don't know where else to go." It is as if my feet have forgotten the path to anywhere else, and as if the entire vast world has shrunk until it contains nothing more than this screen, the pillow, and the walls of the room. Where is the escape when the sanctuary becomes as exhausting as the flight? Where does a person go when even the place where they used to hide from life's pressures feels too tight? How does one break free from oneself and their device at the same time? I sit in my place, half-drowned and half-lost, looking at this little light in my hands, feeling an absolute estrangement from everything, and from myself above all. No place to go, no desire to talk to anyone, not even the energy to face this heavy silence filling the room. Lost from the world, lost from the screen, wondering how to end this faint, torn feeling wrapping around my chest—leaving me neither able to rest nor able to move on.#درب_الخطر#foryou#viral#fyp

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