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Idk...*sighs and rolls back to writing*

POP THAT PUSSY FOR A REAL NIGGA.

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I'm stuck on this thread bruh.

POP THAT PUSSY FOR A REAL NIGGA.

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POP THAT PUSSY FOR A REAL NIGGA.

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I know I still gotta reply. ._. ayanaxthorne

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THERE WAS A MICHAEL JACKSON HOLOGRAM?!

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Did my fm send? love-sageee

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Oh and btw that au ain't real. Lmfao....it was made out of boredom.

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Hey baby.

😶👋

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I want a 1x1 with a Solange fc. 👀 [watches everybody start to play as her] 😒😒😒 Fucking disgust me.

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The day I finish a fanfic, I’ll be a proud motha….I have to just stick to it and plan carefully.

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His mind worked frantically once she placed her head in his neck. Xander couldn’t help, but to smile down at her as her finger nails danced against the canvas of tattoos plastered on my arm. He loved the feeling of her body pressed up against his — he yearned for her, a glimpse of her and would do anything to have her here, like she was right now. Xander lowered his head and positioned it so that his moist lips were on her forehead while his fingers worked their way up her spine slowly. “So…who gone clean up that mess?” He asked curiously and motioning over to the shattered glass and picture frame beside them while their fingers laced together.

"Don’t start with that gay shit." Xander chuckled and shook his head, releasing her face from his grasp to take his pervious spot laying back on the couch before he quickly pecked her lips back. "Yana, I chose you because I love you..Just don’t ever tell me to leave shit…

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*snatches ya food* Idhtt.

Hellur

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Give me some.

Hellur

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Every friend I make whether online or otherwise I cherish. I cherish friendship so much. Even I have times where I am distant and that’s only because I think I am an annoying person. I probably am but as far as that I try to be the best friend I can be. But when people fail to see that it’s that point I say fuck it. I know what I do wrong and what I don’t.

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Sup?

Hellur

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"Don't start with that gay shit." Xander chuckled and shook his head, releasing her face from his grasp to take his pervious spot laying back on the couch before he quickly pecked her lips back. "Yana, I chose you because I love you..Just don't ever tell me to leave shit behind no more. It's not that easy and it won't ever be. You won't ever lose me, ever.." He assured before lifting his head to get a better look at her, swiftly brushing the strands of hair from her eyes then giving her a warm smile. "Then stop thinking about it..."

With all the mixed emotions that had been rushing through his body, he honestly didn’t know what to say or feel. He just listened to her speak and sometimes that was enough to calm him down, even if she hated when he didn’t respond right away. He wanted to show her how...