#๐Ÿคฏ๐Ÿคฏ๐Ÿ˜ฒ๐Ÿ˜ฒโค๏ธโค๏ธ
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pjackk ยท 7 months ago
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“๐Ÿซ๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿ…๐Ÿซ’๐Ÿฅฅ๐Ÿ‹โ€๐ŸŸฉ๐Ÿฅ‘๐Ÿ†๐Ÿฅ”๐Ÿฅ•๐ŸŒฝ๐ŸŒถ๐Ÿซ‘๐Ÿฅ’๐Ÿฅฌ๐Ÿฅฆ๐Ÿง„๐Ÿง…๐Ÿ„๐Ÿฅœ๐Ÿซ˜๐ŸŒฐ๐Ÿซš๐Ÿซ›๐Ÿ„โ€๐ŸŸซ๐Ÿž๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿฅ–๐Ÿซ“๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๐Ÿฅฏ๐Ÿฅž๐Ÿง‡๐Ÿง€๐Ÿ–๐Ÿ—๐Ÿฅฉ๐Ÿฅ“๐Ÿ”๐ŸŸ๐Ÿ•๐ŸŒญ๐Ÿฅช๐ŸŒฎ๐ŸŒฏ๐Ÿซ”๐Ÿฅ™๐Ÿง†๐Ÿฅš๐Ÿณ๐Ÿฅ˜๐Ÿฒ๐Ÿซ•๐Ÿฅฃ๐Ÿฅ—๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿงˆ๐Ÿง‚๐Ÿฅซ๐Ÿฑ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ™๐Ÿš๐Ÿ›๐Ÿœ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ ๐Ÿข๐Ÿฃ๐Ÿฆช๐Ÿค๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿฅฎ๐Ÿก๐ŸฅŸ๐Ÿฅ ๐Ÿฅก๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿง๐Ÿจ๐Ÿฉ๐Ÿช๐ŸŽ‚๐Ÿฐ๐Ÿง๐Ÿฅง๐Ÿซ๐Ÿฌ๐Ÿญ๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿฏ๐Ÿผ๐Ÿฅ›โ˜•๏ธ๐Ÿซ–๐Ÿต๐Ÿถ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿท๐Ÿธ๐Ÿน๐Ÿบ๐Ÿป๐Ÿฅ‚๐Ÿฅƒ๐Ÿซ—๐Ÿฅค๐Ÿง‹๐Ÿงƒ๐Ÿง‰๐ŸงŠ๐Ÿฅข๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿด๐Ÿฅ„๐Ÿ”ช๐Ÿซ™๐Ÿบ๐ŸŒ๐ŸŒŽ๐ŸŒ๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ—บ๐Ÿงญ๐Ÿ”โ›ฐ๏ธ๐ŸŒ‹๐Ÿ—ป๐Ÿ•๐Ÿ–๐Ÿœ๐Ÿ๐Ÿž๐ŸŸ๐Ÿ›๐Ÿ—๐Ÿงฑ๐Ÿชจ๐Ÿชต๐Ÿ›–๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿš๐Ÿ ๐Ÿก๐Ÿข๐Ÿฃ๐Ÿค๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿจ๐Ÿฉ๐Ÿช๐Ÿซ๐Ÿฌ๐Ÿญ๐Ÿฏ๐Ÿฐ๐Ÿ’’๐Ÿ—ผ๐Ÿ—ฝโ›ช๏ธ๐Ÿ•Œ๐Ÿ›•๐Ÿ•โ›ฉ๏ธ๐Ÿ•‹โ›ฒ๏ธโ›บ๏ธ๐ŸŒ๐ŸŒƒ๐Ÿ™๐ŸŒ„๐ŸŒ…๐ŸŒ†๐ŸŒ‡๐ŸŒ‰โ™จ๏ธ๐ŸŽ ๐Ÿ›๐ŸŽก๐ŸŽข๐Ÿ’ˆ๐ŸŽช๐Ÿš‚๐Ÿš๐Ÿš„๐Ÿš…๐Ÿš†๐Ÿš‡๐Ÿšˆ๐Ÿš‰๐ŸšŠ๐Ÿš๐Ÿšž๐Ÿš‹๐ŸšŒ๐Ÿš๐ŸšŽ๐Ÿš๐Ÿš‘๐Ÿš’๐Ÿš“๐Ÿš”๐Ÿš•๐Ÿš–๐Ÿš—๐Ÿš˜๐Ÿš™๐Ÿ›ป๐Ÿšš๐Ÿš›๐Ÿšœ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ›ต๐Ÿฆฝ๐Ÿฆผ๐Ÿ›บ๐Ÿšฒ๐Ÿ›ด๐Ÿ›น๐Ÿ›ผ๐Ÿš๐Ÿ›ฃ๐Ÿ›ค๐Ÿ›ขโ›ฝ๏ธ๐Ÿ›ž๐Ÿšจ๐Ÿšฅ๐Ÿšฆ๐Ÿ›‘๐Ÿšงโš“๏ธ๐Ÿ›Ÿโ›ต๏ธ๐Ÿ›ถ๐Ÿšค๐Ÿ›ณโ›ด๏ธ๐Ÿ›ฅ๐Ÿšขโœˆ๏ธ๐Ÿ›ฉ๐Ÿ›ซ๐Ÿ›ฌ๐Ÿช‚๐Ÿ’บ๐Ÿš๐ŸšŸ๐Ÿš ๐Ÿšก๐Ÿ›ฐ๐Ÿš€๐Ÿ›ธ๐Ÿ›Ž๐ŸงณโŒ›๏ธโณ๏ธโŒš๏ธโฐ๏ธโฑ๏ธโฒ๏ธ๐Ÿ•ฐ๐Ÿ•›๐Ÿ•ง๐Ÿ•๐Ÿ•œ๐Ÿ•‘๐Ÿ•๐Ÿ•’๐Ÿ•ž๐Ÿ•“๐Ÿ•Ÿ๐Ÿ•”๐Ÿ• ๐Ÿ••๐Ÿ•ก๐Ÿ•–๐Ÿ•ข๐Ÿ•—๐Ÿ•ฃ๐Ÿ•˜๐Ÿ•ค๐Ÿ•™๐Ÿ•ฅ๐Ÿ•š๐Ÿ•ฆ๐ŸŒ‘๐ŸŒ’๐ŸŒ“๐ŸŒ”๐ŸŒ•๐ŸŒ–๐ŸŒ—๐ŸŒ˜๐ŸŒ™๐ŸŒš๐ŸŒ›๐ŸŒœ๐ŸŒกโ˜€๏ธ๐ŸŒ๐ŸŒž๐Ÿชโญ๏ธ๐ŸŒŸ๐ŸŒ ๐ŸŒŒโ˜๏ธโ›…๏ธโ›ˆ๏ธ๐ŸŒค๐ŸŒฅ๐ŸŒฆ๐ŸŒง๐ŸŒจ๐ŸŒฉ๐ŸŒช๐ŸŒซ๐ŸŒฌ๐ŸŒ€๐ŸŒˆ๐ŸŒ‚โ˜‚๏ธโ˜”๏ธโ›ฑ๏ธโšก๏ธโ„๏ธโ˜ƒ๏ธโ›„๏ธโ˜„๏ธ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ’ง๐ŸŒŠ๐ŸŽƒ๐ŸŽ„๐ŸŽ†๐ŸŽ‡๐Ÿงจโœจ๏ธ๐ŸŽˆ๐ŸŽ‰๐ŸŽŠ๐ŸŽ‹๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽŽ๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ‘๐Ÿงง๐ŸŽ€๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ—๐ŸŽŸ๐ŸŽซ๐ŸŽ–๐Ÿ†๐Ÿ…๐Ÿฅ‡๐Ÿฅˆ๐Ÿฅ‰โšฝ๏ธโšพ๏ธ๐ŸฅŽ๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ๐Ÿˆ๐Ÿ‰๐ŸŽพ๐Ÿฅ๐ŸŽณ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ’๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿ“๐Ÿธ๐ŸฅŠ๐Ÿฅ‹๐Ÿฅ…โ›ณ๏ธโ›ธ๏ธ๐ŸŽฃ๐Ÿคฟ๐ŸŽฝ๐ŸŽฟ๐Ÿ›ท๐ŸฅŒ๐ŸŽฏ๐Ÿช€๐Ÿช๐ŸŽฑ๐Ÿ”ฎ๐Ÿช„๐Ÿงฟ๐Ÿชฌ๐ŸŽฎ๐Ÿ•น๐ŸŽฐ๐ŸŽฒ๐Ÿงฉ๐Ÿงธ๐Ÿช…๐Ÿชฉ๐Ÿช†โ™ ๏ธโ™ฅ๏ธโ™ฆ๏ธโ™ฃ๏ธโ™Ÿ๏ธ๐Ÿƒ๐Ÿ€„๐ŸŽด๐ŸŽญ๐Ÿ–ผ๐ŸŽจ๐Ÿงต๐Ÿชก๐Ÿงถ๐Ÿชข๐Ÿ‘“๐Ÿ•ถ๐Ÿฅฝ๐Ÿฅผ๐Ÿฆบ๐Ÿ‘”๐Ÿ‘•๐Ÿ‘–๐Ÿงฃ๐Ÿงค๐Ÿงฅ๐Ÿงฆ๐Ÿ‘—๐Ÿ‘˜๐Ÿฅป๐Ÿฉฑ๐Ÿฉฒ๐Ÿฉณ๐Ÿ‘™๐Ÿ‘š๐Ÿชญ๐Ÿ‘›๐Ÿ‘œ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ›๐ŸŽ’๐Ÿฉด๐Ÿ‘ž๐Ÿ‘Ÿ๐Ÿฅพ๐Ÿฅฟ๐Ÿ‘ ๐Ÿ‘ก๐Ÿฉฐ๐Ÿ‘ข๐Ÿชฎ๐Ÿ‘‘๐Ÿ‘’๐ŸŽฉ๐ŸŽ“๐Ÿงข๐Ÿช–โ›‘๏ธ๐Ÿ“ฟ๐Ÿ’„๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’Ž๐Ÿ”‡๐Ÿ”ˆ๐Ÿ”‰๐Ÿ”Š๐Ÿ“ข๐Ÿ“ฃ๐Ÿ“ฏ๐Ÿ””๐Ÿ”•๐ŸŽผ๐ŸŽต๐ŸŽถ๐ŸŽ™๐ŸŽš๐ŸŽ›๐ŸŽค๐ŸŽง๐Ÿ“ป๐ŸŽท๐Ÿช—๐ŸŽธ๐ŸŽน๐ŸŽบ๐ŸŽป๐Ÿช•๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿช˜๐Ÿช‡๐Ÿชˆ๐Ÿ“ฑ๐Ÿ“ฒโ˜Ž๏ธ๐Ÿ“ž๐Ÿ“Ÿ๐Ÿ“ ๐Ÿ”‹๐Ÿชซ๐Ÿ”Œ๐Ÿ’ป๐Ÿ–ฅ๐Ÿ–จโŒจ๏ธ๐Ÿ–ฑ๐Ÿ–ฒ๐Ÿ’ฝ๐Ÿ’พ๐Ÿ’ฟ๐Ÿ“€๐Ÿงฎ๐ŸŽฅ๐ŸŽž๐Ÿ“ฝ๐ŸŽฌ๐Ÿ“บ๐Ÿ“ท๐Ÿ“ธ๐Ÿ“น๐Ÿ“ผ๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ”Ž๐Ÿ•ฏ๐Ÿ’ก๐Ÿ”ฆ๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿช”๐Ÿ“”๐Ÿ“•๐Ÿ“–๐Ÿ“—๐Ÿ“˜๐Ÿ“™๐Ÿ“š๐Ÿ““๐Ÿ“’๐Ÿ“ƒ๐Ÿ“œ๐Ÿ“„๐Ÿ“ฐ๐Ÿ—ž๐Ÿ“‘๐Ÿ”–๐Ÿท๐Ÿ’ฐ๐Ÿช™๐Ÿ’ด๐Ÿ’ต๐Ÿ’ถ๐Ÿ’ท๐Ÿ’ธ๐Ÿ’ณ๐Ÿงพโœ‰๏ธ๐Ÿ“ง๐Ÿ“จ๐Ÿ“ฉ๐Ÿ“ค๐Ÿ“ฅ๐Ÿ“ฆ๐Ÿ“ซ๐Ÿ“ช๐Ÿ“ฌ๐Ÿ“ญ๐Ÿ“ฎ๐Ÿ—ณโœ๏ธโœ’๏ธ๐Ÿ–‹๐Ÿ–Š๐Ÿ–Œ๐Ÿ–๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ’ผ๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ“‚๐Ÿ—‚๐Ÿ“…๐Ÿ“†๐Ÿ—’๐Ÿ—“๐Ÿ“‡๐Ÿ“ˆ๐Ÿ“‰๐Ÿ“Š๐Ÿ“‹๐Ÿ“Œ๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ“Ž๐Ÿ–‡๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ“โœ‚๏ธ๐Ÿ—ƒ๐Ÿ—„๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๐Ÿ”’๐Ÿ”“๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ”‘๐Ÿ—๐Ÿ”จ๐Ÿช“โ›๏ธโš’๏ธ๐Ÿ› ๐Ÿ—กโš”๏ธ๐Ÿ”ซ๐Ÿชƒ๐Ÿน๐Ÿ›ก๐Ÿชš๐Ÿ”ง๐Ÿช›๐Ÿ”ฉโš™๏ธ๐Ÿ—œโš–๏ธ๐Ÿฆฏ๐Ÿ”—โ›“๏ธโ›“๏ธโ€๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿช๐Ÿงฐ๐Ÿงฒ๐Ÿชœโš—๏ธ๐Ÿงช๐Ÿงซ๐Ÿงฌ๐Ÿ”ฌ๐Ÿ”ญ๐Ÿ“ก๐Ÿ’‰๐Ÿฉธ๐Ÿ’Š๐Ÿฉน๐Ÿฉผ๐Ÿฉบ๐Ÿฉป๐Ÿšช๐Ÿ›—๐Ÿชž๐ŸชŸ๐Ÿ›๐Ÿ›‹๐Ÿช‘๐Ÿšฝ๐Ÿช ๐Ÿšฟ๐Ÿ›๐Ÿชค๐Ÿช’๐Ÿงด๐Ÿงท๐Ÿงน๐Ÿงบ๐Ÿงป๐Ÿชฃ๐Ÿงผ๐Ÿซง๐Ÿชฅ๐Ÿงฝ๐Ÿงฏ๐Ÿ›’๐Ÿšฌโšฐ๏ธ๐Ÿชฆโšฑ๏ธ๐Ÿ—ฟ๐Ÿชง๐Ÿชช๐Ÿง๐Ÿšฎ๐Ÿšฐโ™ฟ๏ธ๐Ÿšน๐Ÿšบ๐Ÿšป๐Ÿšผ๐Ÿšพ๐Ÿ›‚๐Ÿ›ƒ๐Ÿ›„๐Ÿ›…โš ๏ธ๐Ÿšธโ›”๏ธ๐Ÿšซ๐Ÿšณ๐Ÿšญ๐Ÿšฏ๐Ÿšฑ๐Ÿšท๐Ÿ“ต๐Ÿ”žโ˜ข๏ธโ˜ฃ๏ธโฌ†๏ธโ†—๏ธโžก๏ธโ†˜๏ธ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๏ธโ†™๏ธโฌ…๏ธโ†–๏ธโ†•๏ธโ†”๏ธโ†ฉ๏ธโ†ช๏ธโคด๏ธโคต๏ธ๐Ÿ”ƒ๐Ÿ”„๐Ÿ”™๐Ÿ”š๐Ÿ”›๐Ÿ”œ๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ›โš›๏ธ๐Ÿ•‰โœก๏ธโ˜ธ๏ธโ˜ฏ๏ธโœ๏ธโ˜ฆ๏ธโ˜ช๏ธโ˜ฎ๏ธ๐Ÿ•Ž๐Ÿ”ฏ๐Ÿชฏโ™ˆ๏ธโ™‰๏ธโ™Š๏ธโ™‹๏ธโ™Œ๏ธโ™๏ธโ™Ž๏ธโ™๏ธโ™๏ธโ™‘๏ธโ™’๏ธโ™“๏ธโ›Ž๏ธ๐Ÿ”€๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ”‚โ–ถ๏ธโฉ๏ธโญ๏ธโฏ๏ธโ—€๏ธโช๏ธโฎ๏ธ๐Ÿ”ผโซ๏ธ๐Ÿ”ฝโฌ๏ธโธ๏ธโน๏ธโบ๏ธโ๏ธ๐ŸŽฆ๐Ÿ”…๐Ÿ”†๐Ÿ“ถ๐Ÿ›œ๐Ÿ“ณ๐Ÿ“ดโ™€๏ธโ™‚๏ธโšง๏ธโœ–๏ธโž•๏ธโž–๏ธโž—๏ธ๐ŸŸฐโ™พ๏ธโ€ผ๏ธโ‰๏ธโ“๏ธโ”๏ธโ•๏ธโ—๏ธใ€ฐ๏ธ๐Ÿ’ฑ๐Ÿ’ฒโš•๏ธโ™ป๏ธโšœ๏ธ๐Ÿ”ฑ๐Ÿ“›๐Ÿ”ฐโญ•๏ธโœ…๏ธโ˜‘๏ธโœ”๏ธโŒ๏ธโŽ๏ธโžฐ๏ธโžฟ๏ธใ€ฝ๏ธโœณ๏ธโœด๏ธโ‡๏ธยฉ๏ธยฎ๏ธโ„ข๏ธ#๏ธโƒฃ*๏ธโƒฃ0๏ธโƒฃ1๏ธโƒฃ2๏ธโƒฃ3๏ธโƒฃ4๏ธโƒฃ5๏ธโƒฃ6๏ธโƒฃ7๏ธโƒฃ8๏ธโƒฃ9๏ธโƒฃ๐Ÿ”Ÿ๐Ÿ” ๐Ÿ”ก๐Ÿ”ข๐Ÿ”ฃ๐Ÿ”ค๐Ÿ…ฐ๏ธ๐Ÿ†Ž๏ธ๐Ÿ…ฑ๏ธ๐Ÿ†‘๏ธ๐Ÿ†’๏ธ๐Ÿ†“๏ธโ„น๏ธ๐Ÿ†”๏ธโ“‚๏ธ๐Ÿ†•๏ธ๐Ÿ†–๏ธ๐Ÿ…พ๏ธ๐Ÿ†—๏ธ๐Ÿ…ฟ๏ธ๐Ÿ†˜๏ธ๐Ÿ†™๏ธ๐Ÿ†š๏ธ๐Ÿˆ๏ธ๐Ÿˆ‚๏ธ๐Ÿˆท๏ธ๐Ÿˆถ๏ธ๐Ÿˆฏ๏ธ๐Ÿ‰๏ธ๐Ÿˆน๏ธ๐Ÿˆš๏ธ๐Ÿˆฒ๏ธ๐Ÿ‰‘๏ธ๐Ÿˆธ๏ธ๐Ÿˆด๏ธ๐Ÿˆณ๏ธใŠ—๏ธใŠ™๏ธ๐Ÿˆบ๏ธ๐Ÿˆต๏ธ๐Ÿ”ด๐ŸŸ ๐ŸŸก๐ŸŸข๐Ÿ”ต๐ŸŸฃ๐ŸŸคโšช๏ธโšซ๏ธ๐ŸŸฅ๐ŸŸง๐ŸŸจ๐ŸŸฉ๐ŸŸฆ๐ŸŸช๐ŸŸซโฌ›โฌœ๏ธโ—ผ๏ธโ—ป๏ธโ—พ๏ธโ—ฝ๏ธโ–ช๏ธโ–ซ๏ธ๐Ÿ”ถ๏ธ๐Ÿ”ท๏ธ๐Ÿ”ธ๏ธ๐Ÿ”น๏ธ๐Ÿ”บ๏ธ๐Ÿ”ป๐Ÿ’ ๐Ÿ”˜๐Ÿ”ฒ๐Ÿ”ณ๐Ÿ๐Ÿšฉ๐Ÿด๐Ÿณ๐Ÿณ๏ธโ€๐ŸŒˆ๐Ÿณ๏ธโ€โšง๏ธ๐Ÿดโ€โ˜ ๏ธ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ถ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฝ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฏ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ถ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ป๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡พ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ป๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฝ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡พ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฏ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ฏ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ถ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡พ๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ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Believe me when I tell you:
๐Ÿ˜€๐Ÿ˜ƒ๐Ÿ˜„๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜†๐Ÿ˜…๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๐Ÿคฃ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜‰๐Ÿ˜—๐Ÿ˜™๐Ÿ˜š๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿฅฐ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿคฉ๐Ÿฅณ๐Ÿซ ๐Ÿ™ƒ๐Ÿ™‚๐Ÿฅฒ๐Ÿฅน๐Ÿ˜Šโ˜บ๏ธ๐Ÿ˜Œ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿคค๐Ÿ˜‹๐Ÿ˜›๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜œ๐Ÿคช๐Ÿฅด๐Ÿ˜”๐Ÿฅบ๐Ÿ˜ฌ๐Ÿ˜‘๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜ถ๐Ÿ˜ถโ€๐ŸŒซ๏ธ๐Ÿซฅ๐Ÿค๐Ÿซก๐Ÿค”๐Ÿคซ๐Ÿซข๐Ÿคญ๐Ÿฅฑ๐Ÿค—๐Ÿซฃ๐Ÿ˜ฑ๐Ÿคจ๐Ÿง๐Ÿ˜’๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿ˜ฎโ€๐Ÿ’จ๐Ÿ˜ค๐Ÿ˜ ๐Ÿ˜ก๐Ÿคฌ๐Ÿ˜ž๐Ÿ˜“๐Ÿ˜Ÿ๐Ÿ˜ฅ๐Ÿ˜ขโ˜น๏ธ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿซค๐Ÿ˜•๐Ÿ˜ฐ๐Ÿ˜จ๐Ÿ˜ง๐Ÿ˜ฆ๐Ÿ˜ฎ๐Ÿ˜ฏ๐Ÿ˜ฒ๐Ÿ˜ณ๐Ÿคฏ๐Ÿ˜–๐Ÿ˜ฃ๐Ÿ˜ฉ๐Ÿ˜ซ๐Ÿ˜ต๐Ÿ˜ตโ€๐Ÿ’ซ๐Ÿซจ๐Ÿ™‚โ€โ†”๏ธ๐Ÿ™‚โ€โ†•๏ธ๐Ÿฅถ๐Ÿฅต๐Ÿคข๐Ÿคฎ๐Ÿ˜ด๐Ÿ˜ช๐Ÿคง๐Ÿค’๐Ÿค•๐Ÿ˜ท๐Ÿคฅ๐Ÿ˜‡๐Ÿค ๐Ÿค‘๐Ÿค“๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿฅธ๐Ÿคก๐Ÿ˜ˆ๐Ÿ‘ฟ๐Ÿ‘ป๐Ÿ’€โ˜ ๏ธ๐Ÿ‘น๐Ÿ‘บ๐ŸŽƒ๐Ÿ’ฉ๐Ÿค–๐Ÿ‘ฝ๐Ÿ‘พ๐ŸŒš๐ŸŒ๐ŸŒž๐ŸŒ›๐ŸŒœ๐Ÿ™ˆ๐Ÿ™‰๐Ÿ™Š๐Ÿ˜บ๐Ÿ˜ธ๐Ÿ˜น๐Ÿ˜ป๐Ÿ˜ผ๐Ÿ˜ฝ๐Ÿ™€๐Ÿ˜ฟ๐Ÿ˜พ๐Ÿ’ซโญ๐ŸŒŸโœจ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’จ๐Ÿ’ฆ๐Ÿ’ค๐Ÿ•ณ๏ธ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ’ฏ๐ŸŽ‰โค๏ธ๐Ÿงก๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿฉต๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ’œ๐ŸคŽ๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿฉถ๐Ÿค๐Ÿฉท๐Ÿ’˜๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ’“๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’Œ๐Ÿ’Ÿโ™ฅ๏ธโฃ๏ธโค๏ธโ€๐Ÿฉน๐Ÿ’”โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ’‹๐Ÿซ‚๐Ÿ‘ฅ๐Ÿ‘ค๐Ÿ—ฃ๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฃ๐Ÿง ๐Ÿซ€๐Ÿซ๐Ÿฉธ๐Ÿฆ ๐Ÿฆท๐Ÿฆด๐Ÿ‘€๐Ÿ‘๏ธ๐Ÿ‘„๐Ÿซฆ๐Ÿ‘…๐Ÿ‘ƒ๐Ÿ‘ƒ๐Ÿป๐Ÿ‘ƒ๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ‘ƒ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ‘ƒ๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿ‘‚๐Ÿ‘‚๐Ÿป๐Ÿ‘‚๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ‘‚๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ‘‚๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ‘‚๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿฆถ๐Ÿฆถ๐Ÿป๐Ÿฆถ๐Ÿผ๐Ÿฆถ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿฆถ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿฆถ๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿฆต๐Ÿฆต๐Ÿป๐Ÿฆต๐Ÿผ๐Ÿฆต๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿฆต๐Ÿพ๐Ÿฆต๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿฆฟ๐Ÿฆพ๐Ÿ’ช๐Ÿ’ช๐Ÿป๐Ÿ’ช๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ’ช๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ’ช๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ’ช๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿป๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿป๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿ‘Ž๐Ÿ‘Ž๐Ÿป๐Ÿ‘Ž๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ‘Ž๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ‘Ž๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ‘Ž๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿซถ๐Ÿซถ๐Ÿป๐Ÿซถ๐Ÿผ๐Ÿซถ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿซถ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿซถ๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿ™Œ๐Ÿ™Œ๐Ÿป๐Ÿ™Œ๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ™Œ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ™Œ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ™Œ๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿป๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿคฒ๐Ÿคฒ๐Ÿป๐Ÿคฒ๐Ÿผ๐Ÿคฒ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿคฒ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿคฒ๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿคœ๐Ÿคœ๐Ÿป๐Ÿคœ๐Ÿผ๐Ÿคœ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿคœ๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿค›๐Ÿค›๐Ÿป๐Ÿค›๐Ÿผ๐Ÿค›๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿค›๐Ÿพ๐Ÿค›๐ŸฟโœŠโœŠ๐ŸปโœŠ๐ŸผโœŠ๐ŸฝโœŠ๐ŸพโœŠ๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿ‘Š๐Ÿ‘Š๐Ÿป๐Ÿ‘Š๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ‘Š๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ‘Š๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ‘Š๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿซณ๐Ÿซณ๐Ÿป๐Ÿซณ๐Ÿผ๐Ÿซณ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿซณ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿซณ๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿซด๐Ÿซด๐Ÿป๐Ÿซด๐Ÿผ๐Ÿซด๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿซด๐Ÿพ๐Ÿซด๐Ÿฟ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๐Ÿซฑ๐Ÿป๐Ÿซฑ๐Ÿผ๐Ÿซฑ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿซฑ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿซฑ๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿซฒ๐Ÿซฒ๐Ÿป๐Ÿซฒ๐Ÿผ๐Ÿซฒ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿซฒ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿซฒ๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿซฒ๐Ÿซธ๐Ÿซธ๐Ÿป๐Ÿซธ๐Ÿผ๐Ÿซธ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿซธ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿซธ๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿซท๐Ÿซท๐Ÿป๐Ÿซท๐Ÿผ๐Ÿซท๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿซท๐Ÿพ๐Ÿซท๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿ‘‹๐Ÿ‘‹๐Ÿป๐Ÿ‘‹๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ‘‹๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ‘‹๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ‘‹๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿคš๐Ÿคš๐Ÿป๐Ÿคš๐Ÿผ๐Ÿคš๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿคš๐Ÿพ๐Ÿคš๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿ–๏ธ๐Ÿ–๐Ÿป๐Ÿ–๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ–๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ–๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ–๐Ÿฟโœ‹โœ‹๐Ÿปโœ‹๐Ÿผโœ‹๐Ÿฝโœ‹๐Ÿพโœ‹๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿ––๐Ÿ––๐Ÿป๐Ÿ––๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ––๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ––๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ––๐Ÿฟ๐ŸคŸ๐ŸคŸ๐Ÿป๐ŸคŸ๐Ÿผ๐ŸคŸ๐Ÿฝ๐ŸคŸ๐Ÿพ๐ŸคŸ๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿค˜๐Ÿค˜๐Ÿป๐Ÿค˜๐Ÿผ๐Ÿค˜๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿค˜๐Ÿพ๐Ÿค˜๐ŸฟโœŒ๏ธโœŒ๐ŸปโœŒ๐ŸผโœŒ๐ŸฝโœŒ๐ŸพโœŒ๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿคž๐Ÿคž๐Ÿป๐Ÿคž๐Ÿผ๐Ÿคž๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿคž๐Ÿพ๐Ÿคž๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿซฐ๐Ÿซฐ๐Ÿป๐Ÿซฐ๐Ÿผ๐Ÿซฐ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿซฐ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿซฐ๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿค™๐Ÿค™๐Ÿป๐Ÿค™๐Ÿผ๐Ÿค™๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿค™๐Ÿพ๐Ÿค™๐Ÿฟ๐ŸคŒ๐ŸคŒ๐Ÿป๐ŸคŒ๐Ÿผ๐ŸคŒ๐Ÿฝ๐ŸคŒ๐Ÿพ๐ŸคŒ๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿค๐Ÿค๐Ÿป๐Ÿค๐Ÿผ๐Ÿค๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿค๐Ÿพ๐Ÿค๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿป๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿซต๐Ÿซต๐Ÿป๐Ÿซต๐Ÿผ๐Ÿซต๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿซต๐Ÿพ๐Ÿซต๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿ‘‰๐Ÿ‘‰๐Ÿป๐Ÿ‘‰๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ‘‰๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ‘‰๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ‘‰๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿ‘ˆ๐Ÿ‘ˆ๐Ÿป๐Ÿ‘ˆ๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ‘ˆ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ‘ˆ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ‘ˆ๐Ÿฟโ˜๏ธโ˜๐Ÿปโ˜๐Ÿผโ˜๐Ÿฝโ˜๐Ÿพโ˜๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿ‘†๐Ÿ‘†๐Ÿป๐Ÿ‘†๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ‘†๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ‘†๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ‘†๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿ‘‡๐Ÿ‘‡๐Ÿป๐Ÿ‘‡๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ‘‡๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ‘‡๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ‘‡๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿ–•๐Ÿ–•๐Ÿป๐Ÿ–•๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ–•๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ–•๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ–•๐Ÿฟโœ๏ธโœ๐Ÿปโœ๐Ÿผโœ๐Ÿฝโœ๐Ÿพโœ๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿคณ๐Ÿคณ๐Ÿป๐Ÿคณ๐Ÿผ๐Ÿคณ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿคณ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿคณ๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ™๐Ÿป๐Ÿ™๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿ’…๐Ÿ’…๐Ÿป๐Ÿ’…๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ’…๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ’…๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ’…๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿค๐Ÿค๐Ÿป๐Ÿซฑ๐Ÿผโ€๐Ÿซฒ๐Ÿป๐Ÿซฑ๐Ÿฝโ€๐Ÿซฒ๐Ÿป๐Ÿซฑ๐Ÿพโ€๐Ÿซฒ๐Ÿป๐Ÿซฑ๐Ÿฟโ€๐Ÿซฒ๐Ÿป๐Ÿค๐Ÿผ๐Ÿซฑ๐Ÿฝโ€๐Ÿซฒ๐Ÿผ๐Ÿซฑ๐Ÿพโ€๐Ÿซฒ๐Ÿผ๐Ÿซฑ๐Ÿฟโ€๐Ÿซฒ๐Ÿผ๐Ÿซฑ๐Ÿปโ€๐Ÿซฒ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿซฑ๐Ÿผโ€๐Ÿซฒ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿค๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿซฑ๐Ÿพโ€๐Ÿซฒ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿซฑ๐Ÿฟโ€๐Ÿซฒ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿซฑ๐Ÿปโ€๐Ÿซฒ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿซฑ๐Ÿผโ€๐Ÿซฒ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿซฑ๐Ÿฝโ€๐Ÿซฒ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿค๐Ÿพ๐Ÿซฑ๐Ÿฟโ€๐Ÿซฒ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿซฑ๐Ÿปโ€๐Ÿซฒ๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿซฑ๐Ÿผโ€๐Ÿซฒ๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿซฑ๐Ÿฝโ€๐Ÿซฒ๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿซฑ๐Ÿพโ€๐Ÿซฒ๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿค๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿ™‡โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™‡๐Ÿปโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™‡๐Ÿผโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™‡๐Ÿฝโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™‡๐Ÿพโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™‡๐Ÿฟโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™‡โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™‡๐Ÿปโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™‡๐Ÿผโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™‡๐Ÿฝโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™‡๐Ÿพโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™‡๐Ÿฟโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™‡๐Ÿ™‡๐Ÿป๐Ÿ™‡๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ™‡๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ™‡๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ™‡๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿ™‹โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™‹๐Ÿปโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™‹๐Ÿผโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™‹๐Ÿฝโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™‹๐Ÿพโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™‹๐Ÿฟโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™‹โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™‹๐Ÿปโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™‹๐Ÿผโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™‹๐Ÿฝโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™‹๐Ÿพโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™‹๐Ÿฟโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™‹๐Ÿ™‹๐Ÿป๐Ÿ™‹๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ™‹๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ™‹๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ™‹๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿ™†โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™†๐Ÿปโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™†๐Ÿผโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™†๐Ÿฝโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™†๐Ÿพโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™†๐Ÿฟโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™†โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™†๐Ÿปโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™†๐Ÿผโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™†๐Ÿฝโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™†๐Ÿพโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™†๐Ÿฟโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™†๐Ÿ™†๐Ÿป๐Ÿ™†๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ™†๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ™†๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ™†๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿ™…โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™…๐Ÿปโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™…๐Ÿผโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™…๐Ÿฝโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™…๐Ÿพโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™…๐Ÿฟโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™…โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™…๐Ÿปโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™…๐Ÿผโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™…๐Ÿฝโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™…๐Ÿพโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™…๐Ÿฟโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™…๐Ÿ™…๐Ÿป๐Ÿ™…๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ™…๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ™…๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ™…๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿคทโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคท๐Ÿปโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคท๐Ÿผโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคท๐Ÿฝโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคท๐Ÿพโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคท๐Ÿฟโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคทโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคท๐Ÿปโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคท๐Ÿผโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคท๐Ÿฝโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคท๐Ÿพโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคท๐Ÿฟโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคท๐Ÿคท๐Ÿป๐Ÿคท๐Ÿผ๐Ÿคท๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿคท๐Ÿพ๐Ÿคท๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿคฆโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคฆ๐Ÿปโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคฆ๐Ÿผโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคฆ๐Ÿฝโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคฆ๐Ÿพโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคฆ๐Ÿฟโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคฆโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคฆ๐Ÿปโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคฆ๐Ÿผโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคฆ๐Ÿฝโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคฆ๐Ÿพโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคฆ๐Ÿฟโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคฆ๐Ÿคฆ๐Ÿป๐Ÿคฆ๐Ÿผ๐Ÿคฆ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿคฆ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿคฆ๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿ™โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿปโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿผโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฝโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿพโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฟโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿปโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿผโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฝโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿพโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฟโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ™๐Ÿป๐Ÿ™๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿ™Žโ€โ™‚๏ธ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thelambliesdown1974 ยท 5 months ago
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Okay but like walking across ๐Ÿšถโ€โ™‚๏ธ the sitting room ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿช‘ I turn the television ๐Ÿ“บ on ๐Ÿ”› sitting beside you I look into your eyes ๐Ÿ‘๏ธ as the sound ๐ŸŽผ of motor cars ๐Ÿš— fade in the night time ๐ŸŒ I swear I saw your face change ๐Ÿ˜ฒ it didnโ€™t seem quite right ๐Ÿค” and itโ€™s hello babe! ๐Ÿ‘‹ with your guardian eyes so blue ๐Ÿ‘€ hey my baby ๐Ÿ‘ถ๐Ÿผ dont you know our love โค๏ธ is true ๐Ÿซ‚ coming closer ๐Ÿ‘ฌ with our eyes ๐Ÿ‘๏ธ a distance falls around our bodies โฌ…๏ธโžก๏ธ out in the garden ๐Ÿชด the moon ๐ŸŒ™ seems very bright ๐Ÿ’ก six 6๏ธโƒฃ saintly shrouded men โœ๏ธ move across the lawn ๐Ÿก slowly the seventh walks in front ๐Ÿšถโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿšถโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿšถโ€โ™‚๏ธ with a torch ๐Ÿ”ฆ held high in hand ๐Ÿคš and itโ€™s hey babe! ๐Ÿ‘‹๐Ÿ‘ถ๐Ÿผ your suppers waiting for you ๐Ÿ hey my baby! ๐Ÿ‘‹๐Ÿ‘ถ๐Ÿผ donโ€™t you know our love โค๏ธ is true ๐Ÿซ‚ Iโ€™ve been so far from here ๐ŸŒ„ far from your loving arms ๐Ÿ˜˜ itโ€™s good to feel you again ๐Ÿฅฐ itโ€™s been a long long time โณโŒ›๏ธโ€ฆ hasnโ€™t it๐Ÿค”โ€ฆโ€ฆโ€ฆโ€ฆโ€ฆโ€ฆโ€ฆโ€ฆ I know ๐Ÿค“ a farmer ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐ŸŒพ who looks after a farm ๐ŸŒพ with water clear ๐Ÿ’ง he cares for all his harvest ๐Ÿฅ• I know ๐Ÿค“ a fireman ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿš’ who looks after the fire ๐Ÿ”ฅโ€ฆ cant you see heโ€™s fooled you all ๐Ÿ˜ˆ yes itโ€™s him again ๐Ÿคฏ can you see heโ€™s fooled you all ๐Ÿ˜ข share his peace โ˜ฎ๏ธ sign the lease ๐Ÿ“‘ heโ€™s a super sonic scientist ๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿปโ€๐Ÿ”ฌ heโ€™s the guaranteed eternal sanctuary man ๐Ÿ™ look! ๐Ÿ‘€ look into my mouth ๐Ÿ‘„ he cries ๐Ÿ—ฃ๏ธ and all the children ๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿผ passed down many paths ๐Ÿ›ค๏ธ I bet my life youโ€™ll walk inside ๐Ÿšถโ€โ™‚๏ธ hand in hand ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿคโ€๐Ÿง‘ gland in gland ๐Ÿ˜ตโ€๐Ÿ’ซ with a spoonful ๐Ÿฅ„ of miracle ๐Ÿ•Š๏ธ itโ€™s the guaranteed eternal sanctuary ๐Ÿ™ (we will rock you ๐Ÿชจ rock you ๐Ÿชจ little snake ๐Ÿ we will keep you snug โ˜บ๏ธ and warm ๐Ÿ˜Šโ€ฆโ€ฆโ€ฆโ€ฆโ€ฆโ€ฆโ€ฆโ€ฆ wearing feelings ๐Ÿ˜ on our faces ๐Ÿ’โ€โ™‚๏ธ while our faces took a rest ๐Ÿ˜ด๐Ÿ›Œ we walked across the fields ๐ŸŒพ to see the children ๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿผ of the west ๐Ÿงญ but there was a host of dark skinned warriors ๐Ÿคบ standing still below the ground ๐Ÿ‘‡๐Ÿป ๐ŸŒŽ waiting for battle! โš”๏ธ fights begun theyโ€™ve been released ๐Ÿ˜ก killing for for peace โ˜ฎ๏ธ bang bang bang! ๐Ÿ’ฅ bang bang bang! ๐Ÿ’ฅ and theyโ€™ve given me a wonderful potion ๐Ÿงช but I cannot contain my emotion ๐Ÿ˜ญ and even though Iโ€™m feeling good ๐Ÿ˜Œ ๐Ÿ‘ something tells me ๐Ÿง I better activate my prayer ๐Ÿ™ capsule ๐Ÿ’Š todays the day ๐Ÿ“† to celebrate ๐ŸŽ‰ the for have met their fate ๐Ÿชฆ the order for rejoicing ๐Ÿฅณ and dancing ๐Ÿ•บ has come from our warlord ๐Ÿคดโ€ฆโ€ฆโ€ฆโ€ฆโ€ฆโ€ฆโ€ฆโ€ฆ wandering through the chaos ๐Ÿฅพ the battle has left โš”๏ธ we climb up the mountain of human flesh ๐Ÿ—ป to a plateau of green grass ๐Ÿž๏ธ and green trees ๐ŸŒณ full of life ๐Ÿ•Š๏ธ a young figure ๐Ÿ‘ฆ sits still by a pool ๐ŸŒŠ heโ€™s been stamped human bacon ๐Ÿฅ“ by some butchery tool ๐Ÿ”ช he is you ๐Ÿซต social security ๐Ÿง‘โ€โš–๏ธ took care of this lad we watch ๐Ÿ‘€ in reverence as narcissus ๐Ÿ˜Œ is turned to a flower ๐ŸŒธ a flower? ๐ŸŒธ โ€ฆโ€ฆโ€ฆโ€ฆโ€ฆโ€ฆโ€ฆโ€ฆ if you go down โฌ‡๏ธ to willow farm ๐ŸŒณ to look for butterflies ๐Ÿฆ‹ flutterbyes gutter flies ๐Ÿชฐ open your eyes ๐Ÿ‘๏ธ itโ€™s full of surprise ๐Ÿ˜ฒ eye one lies like a fox ๐ŸฆŠ on the rock ๐Ÿชจ in the musical box ๐ŸŽถ๐Ÿ“ฆ thereโ€™s mum and dad ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ง and good and bad ๐Ÿ˜‡๐Ÿ˜ˆ and everyone happy to be here ๐Ÿ˜‹ thereโ€™s Winston Churchill dressed in drag ๐Ÿ‘  he used to be a British flag ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ง plastic bag ๐Ÿ›๏ธ what a drag ๐Ÿ™„ the frog was a prince ๐Ÿซ… the prince was a brick ๐Ÿงฑ the brick was an egg ๐Ÿณ the egg was a bird ๐Ÿฆ… have you heard ๐Ÿ‘‚ yes! Weโ€™re happy as fish ๐ŸŸ and gorgeous and geese ๐Ÿฆข and wonderful clean in the morning ๐Ÿงผ weโ€™ve got everything ๐Ÿค‘ weโ€™re growing everything ๐ŸŒฑ weโ€™ve got some in โฌ…๏ธ weโ€™ve got some out โžก๏ธ weโ€™ve got some wild things ๐Ÿ‘น floating about ๐Ÿ•ด๏ธeveryone ๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿง‘ weโ€™re changing everyone ๐Ÿ˜ง you name them all weโ€™ve had them here ๐Ÿ‘ˆ and the real stars are still to appear! โญ๏ธ๐Ÿคฉ feel your body melt ๐Ÿซ  mum ๐Ÿ‘ฉ to mud ๐Ÿชฑ to mad ๐Ÿ˜ก to dad ๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿป dad diddly office โœ๏ธ dad diddly office โœ๏ธ youโ€™re all full of ball ๐Ÿ€ dad ๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿป to dam ๐Ÿฆซ to dumb ๐Ÿ˜› to mum ๐Ÿ‘ฉ mom diddly washing ๐Ÿงฝ mom diddly washing ๐Ÿงฝ youโ€™re all full of ball ๐Ÿ€ let me hear you lies ๐Ÿ‘‚ weโ€™re living this up ๐Ÿ†™ to the eyes ๐Ÿ‘€ mama I want you now! ๐Ÿ˜ฉ
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camels-pen ยท 3 months ago
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your latest vampire usopp post made me check out the first one so!! Hope you like it I suppose
and while im here "a gift not a burden" is really helping me get through my sickness and i genuinely appreciate that๐Ÿšช๐Ÿƒ
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HOLY SHIT??? HRVDBGXVDVGRYXH I ADORE THIS SO MUCH OML THIS IS AMAZINH ๐Ÿฅบ๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿซถ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿคฏโค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ”ฅโ€ผ๏ธ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜ฒโฃ๏ธโœจโ™ฅ๏ธ๐Ÿ’โค๏ธ๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿฅฐ man I just woke up to this and I'm smiling so mcfuckin hard right now aaaaa. The expression on Sanji's face, Usopp's teeth and wounds and the way he's gripping Sanji's wrist it's all just so AHVEVDHSVVSBFSBDHZGFW!!!! THANK U SO MUCH!!!!
and glad to hear my fic's helping u through it! hoping u get better soon dude ๐Ÿซถ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿซถ๐Ÿพ I'm virtually giving u ginger tea with honey to help with it ๐Ÿต
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divorcebf ยท 2 years ago
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I was ridin' shotgun๐Ÿ”ซ with my hair undone๐Ÿ’๐Ÿปโ€โ™€๏ธ In the front seat ๐Ÿ’บ of his car๐Ÿš— He's got a one-hand feel๐Ÿ‘‹๐Ÿผ on the steering wheel ๐Ÿ›ž The other on my heartโค๏ธ I look around๐Ÿ‘€, turn the radio down ๐Ÿ‘Ž๐Ÿผ He says, "Baby, is something wrong?"๐Ÿ˜จ I say, "Nothing,๐Ÿ˜’ I was just thinkin'๐Ÿง  how we don't have a song"๐Ÿ˜ข And he says๐Ÿ—ฃ๏ธ Our song is the slamming screen door๐Ÿšช Sneakin' out lateโฐ, tapping on your window ๐ŸชŸ When we're on the phone ๐Ÿ“ฑ, and you talk real slow๐Ÿ˜ฝ 'Cause it's late, and your mama don't know๐Ÿ™ˆ Our song is the way you laugh๐Ÿ˜น The first date๐Ÿ“†, "Man, I didn't kiss her, ๐Ÿ˜ž and I should have"๐Ÿ˜ญ And when I got home๐Ÿ , 'fore I said, "Amen"๐Ÿ™๐Ÿผ Asking GodโœŠ๐Ÿผif he could play it again๐ŸŽธ I was walkin' up the front porch steps๐Ÿ“ถ after everything that day Had gone all wrong๐Ÿ˜ต and been trampled on๐Ÿ˜ฉ And lost and thrown away๐Ÿ˜– Got to the hallway, well on my way๐Ÿ’ฏ to my lovin' bed๐Ÿ›๏ธ I almost didn't notice๐Ÿ˜ฒ all the roses๐ŸŒน And the note that said๐Ÿ“ Our song is the slamming screen door๐Ÿšช Sneakin' out lateโฐ, tapping on your window ๐ŸชŸ When we're on the phone ๐Ÿ“ฑ, and you talk real slow๐Ÿ˜ฝ 'Cause it's late, and your mama don't know๐Ÿ™ˆ Our song is the way you laugh๐Ÿ˜น The first date๐Ÿ“†, "Man, I didn't kiss her, ๐Ÿ˜ž and I should have"๐Ÿ˜ญ And when I got home๐Ÿ , 'fore I said, "Amen"๐Ÿ™๐Ÿผ Asking GodโœŠ๐Ÿผif he could play it again๐ŸŽธ I've heard every album๐ŸŽง, listened to the radio๐Ÿ“ป Waited for something to come along๐Ÿ™„ That was as good as our song๐Ÿคญ 'Cause our song is the slamming screen door๐Ÿšช Sneakin' out lateโฐ, tapping on his window๐ŸชŸ When we're on the phone๐Ÿ“ž, and he talks real slow๐Ÿ˜œ 'Cause it's lateโณ, and his mama don't know๐Ÿ˜ Our song is the way he laughs๐Ÿ˜‹ The first date, "Man, I didn't kiss him,๐Ÿ˜ and I should have"๐Ÿคฏ And when I got home๐Ÿก, 'fore I said, "Amen"๐Ÿ™๐Ÿผ Askin' GodโœŠ๐Ÿผ if he could play it again๐ŸŽถ, play it again๐ŸŽต Oh, yeahโค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ”ฅ Oh, oh yeah๐Ÿค๐Ÿผ I was ridin' shotgun๐Ÿ™Œ๐Ÿผ with my hair undone๐Ÿ’๐Ÿปโ€โ™€๏ธ In the front seat๐Ÿ’บ of his car ๐Ÿš— I grabbed a pen๐Ÿ–Š๏ธ and an old napkin๐Ÿคง And I wrote down our song๐Ÿ”‚
#hi
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formulaforza ยท 2 years ago
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tagged: yourusername Liked by yourbff, charles_leclerc, and others daniel3.jpg the almost made its of the last year view all comments yourusername i'm admin yourusername they were never going to make it daniel3.jpg what ever major loser landonorris serving model user4 WHAT ISH FHWI DANNY?? user5 LET ME WAKE UP DANNY ITS 8AM user6 literally ๐Ÿ˜ญ jump scaring me over my morning coffee redbullracing this is monumental โ€ผ๏ธ๐Ÿคฏ๐Ÿ’ฅ user7 why is everyone speeding past ONE YEAR??? yourusername bc it's just a silly lil thang
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lilithrebellion ยท 8 months ago
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Yui confession badges FINALLY arrived. ("Late March" WHO???????)
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Translations below!
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"I'll always be by your side."
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"Hehe. I'm really happy that I can be with you."
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"We can handle anything that comes our way."
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"I feel the same. Let's make a promise." (to get married!?!?????๐Ÿ˜ฎ๐Ÿ˜ฎ๐Ÿ˜ฒ๐Ÿซข๐Ÿ˜ณ๐Ÿคฏ๐Ÿ˜ตโ€๐Ÿ’ซ๐Ÿ˜ตโ€๐Ÿ’ซ๐Ÿ˜ตโ€๐Ÿ’ซ๐Ÿ˜ต๐Ÿ˜–๐Ÿ˜–๐Ÿซฃ๐Ÿซฃ๐Ÿ˜ถโ€๐ŸŒซ๏ธ๐Ÿ˜ถโ€๐ŸŒซ๏ธ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿฅฐ๐Ÿฅฐ๐Ÿฅฐ๐Ÿ˜Œ๐Ÿ˜Œ๐Ÿ˜Œ๐Ÿ˜Œ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’’๐ŸŒˆ๐ŸŒˆ๐ŸŒˆ๐ŸŒˆ๐Ÿฅณ๐Ÿฅณ๐Ÿฅณโค๏ธ๐Ÿ’˜๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’“๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’˜๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ˜˜)
I'm gonna go pass out.
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midheavenastrology ยท 2 years ago
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โœฟโObservations on Venus โ™€๏ธŽand Marsโ™‚๏ธŽ signs โโœฟ
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๐ŸตVirgo - so Virgo rules the 6th house of health/well being. Virgo is also the perfectionist. Yโ€™all have definite HIGH ass standards (I can relate: Iโ€™m a Virgo moon) what Iโ€™ve noticed is that strong virgo placements tend to like โ€œfitโ€ peeps, like they admire when you work out or have some kind of work out routine. Oh and plz be clean and smell nice 4 them ๐Ÿงผ๐Ÿซง๐Ÿงด๐Ÿ˜‡ also โ€œacts of serviceโ€ is their Numbero uno love language โ€œ babe I took out the trash 444 u ๐Ÿ˜โ€
๐ŸตLeo: yโ€™all rule the heart โค๏ธ chakra so itโ€™s really about love for u. Like u care less about looks and more about how much ur heart feels in tune with them. U love romance, but old school romance ๐Ÿ’˜ like ๐Ÿท wine and dine ๐Ÿ›๐Ÿฝ๏ธme then call me daddy ๐Ÿ˜ฉlol. U usually date someone whoโ€™s a lil high maintenance, maybe a bit of a drama queen/king๐Ÿคด๐Ÿ‘ธiz da royal vibe tho.
๐ŸตCapricorn : Itโ€™s def about brains for u ๐Ÿง ๐ŸงLike u canโ€™t do dum dum babes- it makes u pucker in disdane. U want someone with goals, dreams. Someone who u can stand next 2 and be proud of. Like, this bish is a CEO of their company ๐Ÿค‘damnnnn. U like structure/control. Ur probs a bit of a control freak. ๐ŸชขItโ€™s otay, just remember u can only control ur own needs. Truth is u need to feel secure to let ur guard down (probs where the control comes in) just like ur sister sign Cancer ๐Ÿค—
๐ŸตAquarius: similar to Virgo, yโ€™all tend to like fit, skinner peeps. You like someone thatโ€™s a little off the cuff, whether itโ€™s how they think, dress or have like one lazy eye or some shit. ๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿ˜Ž the cool underdogs are ur cup of tea ๐Ÿต for shore. U enjoy space in the relationship. Space literally ๐Ÿ‘ฝ๐Ÿ›ธand space between seeing each other..like u can literally go weeks without hangin with the other. My Pisces Venus shudders lol ๐Ÿ˜‚
๐ŸตCancer: youโ€™re the mother, the nurturer ๐ŸŒ so u want someone that is compassionate, sweet ๐Ÿฐ๐Ÿญ๐Ÿงand receptive. You donโ€™t like when someone is 2 aggressive ๐Ÿ‘ฟJust like the crab ๐Ÿฆ€ u hide in ur shell ๐Ÿš if someone is like โ€œhey bb, letโ€™s fuckโ€ Just like the tides of the moon ๐ŸŒš ๐ŸŒu can be moody so u need someone to be able to hold ur emotions. Be gentle with them. Be patient. The sweetest love ๐Ÿ’—
๐ŸตScorpio: yaโ€™ll naturally attract mystics ๐Ÿช„๐Ÿงšโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿงโ€โ™€๏ธand witchy ๐Ÿง™โ€โ™€๏ธtypes. Whoโ€™s to say these types are ur ideal tho. Maybe they be, maybe not. U like deep deep divin into the psychological ๐Ÿ”Ž๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿซunderpinnings of ur lover. U want 2 kno every lover theyโ€™ve had before u, u just do ok, even if it hurts u. Lol. U like deep, soulful seggs ๐Ÿซฆ๐ŸคซWhen u trust, u give endlessly, but when ur betrayed, u get daggers ๐Ÿ—ก๏ธ in ur eyes.
๐ŸตAries: oh gawd, yโ€™all just love the chase ๐Ÿƒโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿƒ๐Ÿƒโ€โ™‚๏ธdonโ€™t u ? ๐Ÿ’ u love it so much that when things settle down, u donโ€™t know what to do with yourself lol. Das why, u love independence, u also like it when the person is direct, but plz let an Aries take the lead lol. U like when the person surprises you ๐Ÿ˜ฑ๐Ÿคฏ๐Ÿ˜ฒkeeps things fresh ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ†Clingy is the opposite of what u need. But u contradict because ur secretly a BiG baby ๐Ÿ‘ถ๐Ÿป๐Ÿผ๐Ÿค—inside that needs to be coddled lol. Dilemma ๐Ÿค”
๐ŸตPisces: it me ! So Venus is exalted in Pisces. It means Venus just LOVES ๐Ÿฅฐ๐Ÿฅฐ๐Ÿฅฐbeing in Pisces, itโ€™s the honorary guest yโ€™all. So sweet, so sentimental, so love. Gotta be careful tho, cus u can put peeps on pedestals ๐ŸงŽโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ›with dem rose ๐ŸŒน colored glasses ๐Ÿค“ lol. If youโ€™ve ever been loved by a Venus in Pisces, count urself lucky ๐Ÿ€ AF. They will love u so deeply, cosmically ๐Ÿ”ฎand without boundaries- the purest love on this earth plane yโ€™all. I cry ๐Ÿฅบ๐Ÿฅบ๐Ÿฅบ
๐ŸตGemini: I like to call this Venus placement, mind fuckers: u fuck with ur mind ๐Ÿ’ญ๐Ÿ’ฌ๐Ÿ—ฏ๏ธAll the air placements do honestly. No mind connection, GTFO. Iโ€™d say yโ€™all are less sexually aggressive tbh. More flowy (unless u got some srs fire placements, cus fire placements do be smashing all day long) again, like Aquarius, u like space ๐Ÿ›ธโ˜„๏ธ๐Ÿš€in ur relationships. Hella flirty ๐Ÿซฆ๐Ÿซฆ๐Ÿซฆwith ur words (most air placements are btw) one thing; if these cats lose interest in u, the number 1 tall tell sign is they stop communicating ๐Ÿ™Š๐Ÿ™Š๐Ÿ™Šas frequently lol
๐ŸตSagittarius: usually youโ€™re into foreign peeps, because Sag rules the 9th house of foreign places ๐ŸŒ๐ŸŒ†๐ŸŒŒ๐Ÿšž๐Ÿงณ๐ŸšขYou like the unknown, so u seek it. Someone who speaks a different language ๐Ÿ—ฃ๏ธthan u is such a turn on. Someone who drinks coffee differently from u is such a turn on. Ur less discriminatory when it comes to looks- very open minded ๐Ÿ™ŒAfter all, yโ€™all are the explorers of the zodiac. You want to explore ALL the options big, small, in between etc ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜
๐ŸตTaurus: cus ur ruled by Venusโ€ฆngl, u like pretty, u like beauty ๐Ÿ’‹๐Ÿ’„๐Ÿ‘—. U like when someone is put together and cute. U like good manners and nice smells ๐Ÿ‘ƒU like to take it slow and steady, becus they always win ๐Ÿ† the race ya kno ? U like sensory feels, like ur probs into some domination in bed yes yes ??? โ›“๏ธ๐Ÿ”—U like honesty, consistency and stability. Donโ€™t lie to themโ€ฆyouโ€™ll never be forgiven ever ever ever.
๐ŸตLibra: also ruled by Venus, so u like someone clean, lean and charming. Ur a natural flirt ๐Ÿซฆso u donโ€™t mind if ur other is one too. Keeps things fresh right ? U like someone that says please and thank you. Ur a sucker for a pretty face, but a bigger sucker for a pretty brain. The two combined: big time score 4 u. Yโ€™all really love love ๐Ÿฅฐ๐Ÿฅฐ๐Ÿฅฐu like bein in love and thinkin about it and romanticizing about it but when ur in it, u just canโ€™t decide - u probs left someone on read a couple times and ghosted ๐Ÿ‘ปthem cus u felt pressure to decide lol. ๐Ÿฅฒ
Das all yโ€™all ! Hope this was helpful ๐Ÿค—๐Ÿค—๐Ÿค—
Thanks so much 444 reading and supporting !
Love yโ€™all ๐Ÿฅฐ๐Ÿฅฐ๐Ÿฅฐ๐Ÿฅฐ
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1969chevycamaro ยท 1 month ago
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Why are there so many emojis? Who the fuck needs all of these?
๐Ÿ˜€๐Ÿ˜ƒ๐Ÿ˜„๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜†๐Ÿ˜…๐Ÿคฃ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ™‚๐Ÿ™ƒ๐Ÿซ ๐Ÿ˜‰๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ˜‡๐Ÿฅฐ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿคฉ๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ˜—โ˜บ๏ธ๐Ÿ˜š๐Ÿ˜™๐Ÿฅฒ๐Ÿ˜‹๐Ÿ˜›๐Ÿ˜œ๐Ÿคช๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿค‘๐Ÿค—๐Ÿคญ๐Ÿซข๐Ÿซฃ๐Ÿคซ๐Ÿค”๐Ÿซก๐Ÿค๐Ÿคจ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜‘๐Ÿ˜ถ๐Ÿซฅ๐Ÿ˜ถโ€๐ŸŒซ๏ธ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜’๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿ˜ฌ๐Ÿ˜ฎโ€๐Ÿ’จ๐Ÿคฅ๐Ÿซจ๐Ÿ™‚โ€โ†”๏ธ๐Ÿ™‚โ€โ†•๏ธ๐Ÿ˜Œ๐Ÿ˜”๐Ÿ˜ช๐Ÿคค๐Ÿ˜ด๐Ÿ˜ท๐Ÿค’๐Ÿค•๐Ÿคข๐Ÿคฎ๐Ÿคง๐Ÿฅต๐Ÿฅถ๐Ÿฅด๐Ÿ˜ต๐Ÿ˜ตโ€๐Ÿ’ซ๐Ÿคฏ๐Ÿค ๐Ÿฅณ๐Ÿฅธ๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿค“๐Ÿง๐Ÿ˜•๐Ÿซค๐Ÿ˜Ÿ๐Ÿ™โ˜น๏ธ๐Ÿ˜ฎ๐Ÿ˜ฏ๐Ÿ˜ฒ๐Ÿ˜ณ๐Ÿฅบ๐Ÿฅน๐Ÿ˜ฆ๐Ÿ˜ง๐Ÿ˜จ๐Ÿ˜ฐ๐Ÿ˜ฅ๐Ÿ˜ข๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ฑ๐Ÿ˜–๐Ÿ˜ฃ๐Ÿ˜ž๐Ÿ˜“๐Ÿ˜ฉ๐Ÿ˜ซ๐Ÿฅฑ๐Ÿ˜ค๐Ÿ˜ก๐Ÿ˜ ๐Ÿคฌ๐Ÿ˜ˆ๐Ÿ‘ฟ๐Ÿ’€โ˜ ๏ธ๐Ÿ’ฉ๐Ÿคก๐Ÿ‘น๐Ÿ‘บ๐Ÿ‘ป๐Ÿ‘ฝ๐Ÿ‘พ๐Ÿค–๐Ÿ˜บ๐Ÿ˜ธ๐Ÿ˜น๐Ÿ˜ป๐Ÿ˜ผ๐Ÿ˜ฝ๐Ÿ™€๐Ÿ˜ฟ๐Ÿ˜พ๐Ÿ™ˆ๐Ÿ™‰๐Ÿ™Š๐Ÿ’‹๐Ÿ’Œ๐Ÿ’˜๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ’“๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’Ÿโฃ๏ธ๐Ÿ’”โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ”ฅโค๏ธโ€๐Ÿฉนโค๏ธ๐Ÿฉท๐Ÿงก๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿฉต๐Ÿ’œ๐ŸคŽ๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿฉถ๐Ÿค๐Ÿ’ฏ๐Ÿ’ข๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ซ๐Ÿ’ฆ๐Ÿ’จ๐Ÿ•ณ๐Ÿ’ฃ๐Ÿ’ฌ๐Ÿ—จ๐Ÿ—ฏ๐Ÿ’ญ๐Ÿ’ค๐Ÿ‘‹๐Ÿคš๐Ÿ–โœ‹๏ธ๐Ÿ––๐Ÿซฑ๐Ÿซฒ๐Ÿซณ๐Ÿซด๐Ÿซท๐Ÿ‘Œ๐ŸคŒ๐ŸคโœŒ๏ธ๐Ÿคž๐Ÿซฐ๐ŸคŸ๐Ÿค˜๐Ÿค™๐Ÿ‘ˆ๐Ÿ‘†๐Ÿ–•๐Ÿ‘‡โ˜๏ธ๐Ÿซต๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘ŽโœŠ๏ธ๐Ÿ‘Š๐Ÿค›๐Ÿคœ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ™Œ๐Ÿซถ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿคฒ๐Ÿค๐Ÿ™โœ๏ธ๐Ÿ’…๐Ÿคณ๐Ÿ’ช๐Ÿฆพ๐Ÿฆฟ๐Ÿฆต๐Ÿฆถ๐Ÿ‘‚๐Ÿฆป๐Ÿ‘ƒ๐Ÿง ๐Ÿซ€๐Ÿซ๐Ÿฆท๐Ÿฆด๐Ÿ‘€๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘…๐Ÿ‘„๐Ÿซฆ๐Ÿ‘ถ๐Ÿง’๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿง‘๐Ÿ‘ฑ๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿง”โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿง”โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง”๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿฆฐ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿฆฑ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿฆณ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿฆฒ๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿฆฐ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿฆฐ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿฆฑ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿฆฑ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿฆณ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿฆณ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿฆฒ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿฆฒ๐Ÿ‘ฑโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฑโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ด๐Ÿ‘ต๐Ÿง“๐Ÿ™โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ™Žโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™Žโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™Ž๐Ÿ™…โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™…โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™…๐Ÿ™†โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™†โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™†๐Ÿ’โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ’โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ™‹โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™‹โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™‹๐Ÿงโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿงโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง๐Ÿ™‡โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™‡โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™‡๐Ÿคฆโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคฆโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคฆ๐Ÿคทโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคทโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคท๐Ÿ‘จโ€โš•๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€โš•๏ธ๐Ÿง‘โ€โš•๏ธ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐ŸŽ“๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐ŸŽ“๐Ÿง‘โ€๐ŸŽ“๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿซ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿซ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿซ๐Ÿ‘จโ€โš–๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€โš–๏ธ๐Ÿง‘โ€โš–๏ธ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐ŸŒพ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐ŸŒพ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐ŸŒพ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿณ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿณ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿณ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ”ง๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ”ง๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿ”ง๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿญ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿญ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿญ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ’ผ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ’ผ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿ’ผ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ”ฌ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ”ฌ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿ”ฌ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ’ป๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ’ป๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿ’ป๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐ŸŽค๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐ŸŽค๐Ÿง‘โ€๐ŸŽค๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐ŸŽจ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐ŸŽจ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐ŸŽจ๐Ÿ‘จโ€โœˆ๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€โœˆ๏ธ๐Ÿง‘โ€โœˆ๏ธ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿš€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿš€๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿš€๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿš’๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿš’๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿš’๐Ÿ‘ฎโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฎโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฎ๐Ÿ•ตโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ•ตโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ•ต๐Ÿ’‚โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ’‚โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ’‚๐Ÿฅท๐Ÿ‘ทโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ทโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ท๐Ÿซ…๐Ÿคด๐Ÿ‘ธ๐Ÿ‘ณโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ณโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ณ๐Ÿ‘ฒ๐Ÿง•๐Ÿคตโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคตโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคต๐Ÿ‘ฐโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฐโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฐ๐Ÿคฐ๐Ÿซƒ๐Ÿซ„๐Ÿคฑ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿผ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ‘ผ๐ŸŽ…๐Ÿคถ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐ŸŽ„๐Ÿฆธโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿฆธโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿฆธ๐Ÿฆนโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿฆนโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿฆน๐Ÿง™โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿง™โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง™๐Ÿงšโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿงšโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿงš๐Ÿง›โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿง›โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง›๐Ÿงœโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿงœโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿงœ๐Ÿงโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿงโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง๐Ÿงžโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿงžโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿงž๐ŸงŸโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐ŸงŸโ€โ™€๏ธ๐ŸงŸ๐ŸงŒ๐Ÿ’†โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ’†โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ’†๐Ÿ’‡โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ’‡โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ’‡๐Ÿšถโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿšถโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿšถ๐Ÿงโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿงโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง๐ŸงŽโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐ŸงŽโ€โ™€๏ธ๐ŸงŽ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿฆฏ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿฆฏ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿฆฏ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿฆผ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿฆผ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿฆผ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿฆฝ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿฆฝ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿฆฝ๐Ÿƒโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿƒโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿƒ๐Ÿ•บ๐Ÿ’ƒ๐Ÿ•ด๐Ÿ‘ฏโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฏโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฏ๐Ÿง–โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿง–โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง–๐Ÿง—โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿง—โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง—๐Ÿคบ๐Ÿ‡โ›ท๏ธ๐Ÿ‚๐ŸŒโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐ŸŒโ€โ™€๏ธ๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ„โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ„โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ„๐Ÿšฃโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿšฃโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿšฃ๐ŸŠโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐ŸŠโ€โ™€๏ธ๐ŸŠโ›น๏ธโ€โ™‚๏ธโ›น๏ธโ€โ™€๏ธโ›น๏ธ๐Ÿ‹โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‹โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‹๐Ÿšดโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿšดโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿšด๐Ÿšตโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿšตโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿšต๐Ÿคธโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคธโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคธ๐Ÿคผโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคผโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคผ๐Ÿคฝโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคฝโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคฝ๐Ÿคพโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคพโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคพ๐Ÿคนโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคนโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคน๐Ÿง˜โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿง˜โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง˜๐Ÿ›€๐Ÿ›Œ๐Ÿ‘ฌ๐Ÿ‘ซ๐Ÿ‘ญ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿคโ€๐Ÿง‘๐Ÿ‘จโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ’‹โ€๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ’‹โ€๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ’‹โ€๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ‘จโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿ’‘๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘งโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘งโ€๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ—ฃ๐Ÿ‘ค๐Ÿ‘ฅ๏ธ๐Ÿซ‚๐Ÿ‘ฃ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿง’๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿง’โ€๐Ÿง’๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿง’๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿง’โ€๐Ÿง’
Ok, so I was gonna type out every emoji Smasnug has, but even just the smileys/people is already cramping my hand
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crazylittlejester ยท 4 months ago
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YOOO ITS MEWING ANON AND YOU POSTED MANDERIN WARS ANON FIC COOL DUDE THAT IS SO SIGMA (I canโ€™t fucking spell) when I saw that the fic took 5 months it reminded me of that super sigma fic rq I sent you (the one thatโ€™s gonna take like four whole Zelda game development cycles to make but YOU ARE AWSOME FOR SAYING YOU WILL. anyways I am glad that ask is between you me and GOD if literally anyone else had seen that Iโ€™d be like ๐Ÿ˜€๐Ÿ˜ƒ๐Ÿ˜„๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜†๐Ÿฅน๐Ÿ˜…๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿคฃ๐Ÿฅฒโ˜บ๏ธ๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ˜‡๐Ÿ™‚๐Ÿ™ƒ๐Ÿ˜‰๐Ÿ˜Œ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿฅฐ๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ˜—๐Ÿ˜™๐Ÿ˜š๐Ÿ˜‹๐Ÿ˜›๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜œ๐Ÿคช๐Ÿคจ๐Ÿง๐Ÿค“๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿฅธ๐Ÿคฉ๐Ÿฅณ๐Ÿ™‚โ€โ†•๏ธ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜’๐Ÿ™‚โ€โ†”๏ธ๐Ÿ˜ž๐Ÿ˜”๐Ÿ˜Ÿ๐Ÿ˜•๐Ÿ™โ˜น๏ธ๐Ÿ˜ฃ๐Ÿ˜–๐Ÿ˜ซ๐Ÿ˜ฉ๐Ÿฅบ๐Ÿ˜ข๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ค๐Ÿ˜ ๐Ÿ˜ก๐Ÿคฌ๐Ÿคฏ๐Ÿ˜ณ๐Ÿฅต๐Ÿฅถ๐Ÿ˜ถโ€๐ŸŒซ๏ธ๐Ÿ˜ฑ๐Ÿ˜จ๐Ÿ˜ฐ๐Ÿ˜ฅ๐Ÿ˜“๐Ÿค—๐Ÿค”๐Ÿซฃ๐Ÿคญ๐Ÿซข๐Ÿซก๐Ÿคซ๐Ÿซ ๐Ÿคฅ๐Ÿ˜ถ๐Ÿซฅ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿซค๐Ÿ˜‘๐Ÿซจ๐Ÿ˜ฌ๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿ˜ฏ๐Ÿ˜ฆ๐Ÿ˜ง๐Ÿ˜ฎ๐Ÿ˜ฒ๐Ÿฅฑ๐Ÿ˜ด๐Ÿคค๐Ÿ˜ช๐Ÿ˜ฎโ€๐Ÿ’จ๐Ÿ˜ต๐Ÿ˜ตโ€๐Ÿ’ซ๐Ÿค๐Ÿฅด๐Ÿคข๐Ÿคฎ๐Ÿคง๐Ÿ˜ท๐Ÿค’๐Ÿค•๐Ÿค‘๐Ÿค ๐Ÿ˜ˆ๐Ÿ‘ฟ๐Ÿ‘น๐Ÿ‘บ๐Ÿคก๐Ÿ’ฉ๐Ÿ‘ป๐Ÿ’€โ˜ ๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฝ๐Ÿ‘พ๐Ÿค–๐ŸŽƒ๐Ÿ˜บ๐Ÿ˜ธ๐Ÿ˜น๐Ÿ˜ป๐Ÿ˜ผ๐Ÿ˜ฝ๐Ÿ™€๐Ÿ˜ฟ๐Ÿ˜พ๐Ÿซถ๐Ÿคฒ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ™Œ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿค๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘Ž๐Ÿ‘ŠโœŠ๐Ÿป๐Ÿค›๐Ÿคœ๐Ÿซท๐Ÿป๐Ÿซธ๐ŸคžโœŒ๏ธ๐Ÿซฐ๐ŸคŸ๐Ÿค˜๐Ÿ‘Œ๐ŸคŒ๐Ÿค๐Ÿซณ๐Ÿซด๐Ÿ‘ˆ๐Ÿ‘‰๐Ÿ‘†๐Ÿ‘‡โ˜๏ธโœ‹๐Ÿคš๐Ÿ–๏ธ๐Ÿ––๐Ÿ‘‹๐Ÿค™๐Ÿซฒ๐Ÿซฑ๐Ÿ’ช๐Ÿฆพ๐Ÿ–•โœ๏ธ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿซต๐Ÿฆถ๐Ÿฆต๐Ÿฆฟ๐Ÿ’„๐Ÿ’‹๐Ÿ‘„๐Ÿซฆ๐Ÿฆท๐Ÿ‘…๐Ÿ‘‚๐Ÿฆป๐Ÿ‘ƒ๐Ÿ‘ฃ๐Ÿ‘๏ธ๐Ÿ‘€๐Ÿซ€๐Ÿซ๐Ÿง ๐Ÿ—ฃ๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ค๐Ÿ‘ฅ๐Ÿซ‚๐Ÿ‘ถ๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿง’๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿง‘๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿปโ€๐Ÿฆฑ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿฆฑ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿฆฑ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿฆฐ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿฆฐ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿฆฐ๐Ÿ‘ฑโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฑ๐Ÿ‘ฑโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿฆณ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿฆณ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿฆณ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿฆฒ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿฆฒ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿฆฒ๐Ÿง”โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง”๐Ÿง”โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ต๐Ÿง“๐Ÿ‘ด๐Ÿ‘ฒ๐Ÿ‘ณโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ณ๐Ÿ‘ณโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿง•๐Ÿ‘ฎโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฎ๐Ÿ‘ฎโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ทโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ท๐Ÿ‘ทโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ’‚โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ’‚๐Ÿ’‚โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ•ต๏ธโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ•ต๏ธ๐Ÿ•ต๏ธโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€โš•๏ธ๐Ÿง‘โ€โš•๏ธ๐Ÿ‘จโ€โš•๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐ŸŒพ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐ŸŒพ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐ŸŒพ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿณ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿณ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿณ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐ŸŽ“๐Ÿง‘โ€๐ŸŽ“๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐ŸŽ“๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿปโ€๐ŸŽค๐Ÿง‘โ€๐ŸŽค๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐ŸŽค๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿซ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿซ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿซ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿญ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿญ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿญ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ’ป๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿ’ป๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ’ป๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ’ผ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿ’ผ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ’ผ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ”ง๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿ”ง๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ”ง๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ”ฌ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿ”ฌ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ”ฌ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐ŸŽจ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿ”ง๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ”ง๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ”ฌ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿ”ฌ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ”ฌ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐ŸŽจ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐ŸŽจ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐ŸŽจ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿš’๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿš’๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿš’๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€โœˆ๏ธ๐Ÿง‘โ€โœˆ๏ธ๐Ÿ‘จโ€โœˆ๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿš€๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿš’๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€โœˆ๏ธ๐Ÿง‘โ€โœˆ๏ธ๐Ÿ‘จโ€โœˆ๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿš€๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿš€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€โš–๏ธ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿš€๐Ÿง‘โ€โš–๏ธ๐Ÿ‘จโ€โš–๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฐโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฐ๐Ÿ‘ฐโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคตโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคต๐Ÿคตโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ธ๐Ÿซ…๐Ÿคด๐Ÿฅท๐Ÿฆธโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿฆธ๐Ÿฆธโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿฆนโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿฆน๐Ÿฆนโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคถ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐ŸŽ„๐ŸŽ…๐Ÿง™โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง™๐Ÿง™โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿงโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง๐Ÿงโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐ŸงŒ๐Ÿง›โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง›๐Ÿง›โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐ŸงŸโ€โ™€๏ธ๐ŸงŸ๐ŸงŸโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿงžโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿงž๐Ÿงžโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿงœโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿงœ๐Ÿงœโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿงšโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿงš๐Ÿงšโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ผ๐Ÿคฐ๐Ÿซ„๐Ÿซƒ๐Ÿคฑ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿผ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ™‡โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™‡๐Ÿ™‡โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ’โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿป๐Ÿ’โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™‡๐Ÿ™…โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™…๐Ÿ™…โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™†โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™†๐Ÿ™†โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™‹โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™‹๐Ÿ™‹โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿงโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง๐Ÿงโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคฆโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคฆ๐Ÿคฆโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคทโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคท๐Ÿคทโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™Žโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™Ž๐Ÿ™Žโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ™โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ’‡โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ’‡๐Ÿ’‡โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ’†โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ’†๐Ÿ’†โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿง–โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง–๐Ÿง–โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ’…๐Ÿคณ๐Ÿ’ƒ๐Ÿ•บ๐Ÿ‘ฏโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฏ๐Ÿ‘ฏโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ•ด๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿฆฝ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿฆฝ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿฆฝ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿฆฝโ€โžก๏ธ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿฆฝโ€โžก๏ธ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿฆฝโ€โžก๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿฆผ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿฆผ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿฆผ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿฆผโ€โžก๏ธ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿฆผโ€โžก๏ธ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿฆผโ€โžก๏ธ๐Ÿšถโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿšถ๐Ÿšถโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿšถโ€โ™€๏ธโ€โžก๏ธ๐Ÿšถโ€โžก๏ธ๐Ÿšถโ€โ™‚๏ธโ€โžก๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿฆฏ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿฆฏ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿฆฏ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿฆฏโ€โžก๏ธ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿฆฏโ€โžก๏ธ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿฆฏโ€โžก๏ธ๐ŸงŽโ€โ™€๏ธ๐ŸงŽ๐ŸงŽโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿƒโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿƒ๐Ÿƒโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿƒโ€โ™€๏ธโ€โžก๏ธ๐Ÿƒโ€โžก๏ธ๐Ÿƒโ€โžก๏ธ๐Ÿƒโ€โ™‚๏ธโ€โžก๏ธ๐ŸงŽโ€โ™€๏ธโ€โžก๏ธ๐ŸงŽโ€โžก๏ธ๐ŸงŽโ€โ™‚๏ธโ€โžก๏ธ๐Ÿงโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง๐Ÿงโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ซ๐Ÿ‘ญ๐Ÿ‘ฌ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿ’‘๐Ÿ‘จโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ’‹โ€๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ’‹โ€๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ‘จโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ’‹โ€๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿชข๐Ÿงถ๐Ÿงต๐Ÿชก๐Ÿงฅ๐Ÿฅผ๐Ÿฆบ๐Ÿ‘š๐Ÿ‘•๐Ÿ‘–๐Ÿฉฒ๐Ÿฉณ๐Ÿ‘”๐Ÿ‘—๐Ÿ‘™๐Ÿฉฑ๐Ÿ‘˜๐Ÿฅป๐Ÿฉด๐Ÿฅฟ๐Ÿ‘ ๐Ÿ‘ก๐Ÿ‘ข๐Ÿ‘ž๐Ÿ‘Ÿ๐Ÿฅพ๐Ÿงฆ๐Ÿงค๐Ÿงฃ๐Ÿ‘Ÿ๐Ÿฅพ๐Ÿงฆ๐Ÿงค๐Ÿงฃ๐ŸŽฉ๐Ÿงข๐Ÿ‘’๐ŸŽ“โ›‘๏ธ๐Ÿช–๐Ÿ‘‘๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘›๐Ÿ‘œ๐Ÿ’ผ๐ŸŽ’๐Ÿงณ๐Ÿ‘“๐Ÿ•ถ๏ธ๐Ÿฅฝ๐ŸŒ‚๐Ÿถ๐Ÿฑ๐Ÿญ๐Ÿน๐Ÿฐ๐ŸฆŠ๐Ÿป๐Ÿผ๐Ÿปโ€โ„๏ธ๐Ÿจ๐Ÿฏ๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿท๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿธ๐Ÿต๐Ÿ™ˆ๐Ÿ™‰๐Ÿ™Š๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ”๐Ÿง๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿค๐Ÿฃ๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿชฟ๐Ÿฆ†๐Ÿฆโ€โฌ›๐Ÿฆ…๐Ÿฆ‰๐Ÿฆ‡๐Ÿบ๐Ÿ—๐Ÿด๐Ÿฆ„๐ŸซŽ๐Ÿ๐Ÿชฑ๐Ÿ›๐Ÿฆ‹๐ŸŒ๐Ÿž๐Ÿœ๐Ÿชฐ๐Ÿชฒ๐Ÿชณ๐ŸฆŸ๐Ÿฆ—๐Ÿ•ท๏ธ๐Ÿ•ธ๏ธ๐Ÿฆ‚๐Ÿข๐Ÿ๐ŸฆŽ๐Ÿฆ–๐Ÿฆ•๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฆ‘๐Ÿชผ๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿฆž๐Ÿฆ€๐Ÿก๐Ÿ ๐ŸŸ๐Ÿฌ๐Ÿณ๐Ÿ‹๐Ÿฆˆ๐Ÿฆญ๐ŸŠ๐Ÿ…๐Ÿ†๐Ÿฆ“๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿฆง๐Ÿฆฃ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿฆ›๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿช๐Ÿซ๐Ÿฆ’๐Ÿฆ˜๐Ÿฆฌ๐Ÿƒ๐Ÿ‚๐Ÿ„๐Ÿซ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ–๐Ÿ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿฆ™๐Ÿ๐ŸฆŒ๐Ÿ•๐Ÿฉ๐Ÿฆฎ๐Ÿ•โ€๐Ÿฆบ๐Ÿˆ๐Ÿˆโ€โฌ›๐Ÿชถ๐Ÿชฝ๐Ÿ“๐Ÿฆƒ๐Ÿฆค๐Ÿฆš๐Ÿฆœ๐Ÿฆข๐Ÿฆฉ๐Ÿ•Š๏ธ๐Ÿ‡๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿฆจ๐Ÿฆซ๐Ÿฆก๐Ÿฆฆ๐Ÿฆซ๐Ÿฆฅ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ€๐Ÿฟ๏ธ๐Ÿฆ”๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ‰๐Ÿฒ๐Ÿฆโ€๐Ÿ”ฅ๐ŸŒต๐ŸŽ„๐ŸŒฒ๐ŸŒณ๐ŸŒด๐Ÿชต๐ŸŒฑ๐ŸŒฟโ˜˜๏ธ๐Ÿ€๐ŸŽ๐Ÿชด๐ŸŽ‹๐Ÿƒ๐Ÿ‚๐Ÿ๐Ÿชบ๐Ÿชน๐Ÿ„๐Ÿ„โ€๐ŸŸซ๐Ÿš๐Ÿชธ๐Ÿชจ๐ŸŒพ๐Ÿ’๐ŸŒท๐ŸŒน๐Ÿฅ€๐Ÿชป๐Ÿชท๐ŸŒบ๐ŸŒธ๐ŸŒผ๐ŸŒป๐ŸŒž๐ŸŒ๐ŸŒ›๐ŸŒœ๐ŸŒš๐ŸŒ•๐ŸŒ–๐ŸŒ—๐ŸŒ˜๐ŸŒ‘๐ŸŒ“๐ŸŒ’๐ŸŒ”๐ŸŒ™๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๐ŸŒ๐ŸŒ๐Ÿช๐Ÿ’ซโญ๏ธ๐ŸŒŸโœจโšก๏ธโ˜„๏ธ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐ŸŒช๏ธ๐ŸŒˆโ˜€๏ธ๐ŸŒค๏ธโ›…๏ธ๐ŸŒฅ๏ธโ˜๏ธ๐ŸŒฆ๏ธ๐ŸŒง๏ธโ›ˆ๏ธ๐ŸŒฉ๏ธ๐ŸŒจ๏ธโ„๏ธโ˜ƒ๏ธโ›„๏ธ๐ŸŒฌ๏ธ๐Ÿ’จ๐Ÿ’ง๐Ÿ’ฆ๐Ÿซงโ˜”๏ธโ˜‚๏ธ๐ŸŒŠ๐ŸŒซ๏ธ๐Ÿ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ๐ŸŠ๐Ÿ‹๐Ÿ‹โ€๐ŸŸฉ๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ‰๐Ÿ‡๐Ÿ“๐Ÿซ๐Ÿˆ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿฅญ๐Ÿ๐Ÿฅฅ๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿ…๐Ÿ†๐Ÿฅ‘๐Ÿซ›๐Ÿฅฆ๐Ÿฅฌ๐Ÿฅ’๐ŸŒถ๏ธ๐Ÿซ‘๐ŸŒฝ๐Ÿฅ•๐Ÿซ’๐Ÿง„๐Ÿง…๐Ÿฅ”๐Ÿ ๐Ÿซš๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿฅฏ๐Ÿž๐Ÿฅ–๐Ÿฅจ๐Ÿง€๐Ÿฅš๐Ÿณ๐Ÿงˆ๐Ÿฅž๐Ÿง‡๐Ÿฅ“๐Ÿฅฉ๐Ÿ—๐Ÿ–๐Ÿฆด๐ŸŒญ๐Ÿ”๐ŸŸ๐Ÿ•๐Ÿซ“๐Ÿฅช๐Ÿฅ™๐Ÿง†๐ŸŒฎ๐ŸŒฏ๐Ÿซ”๐Ÿฅ—๐Ÿฅ˜๐Ÿซ•๐Ÿฅซ๐Ÿซ™๐Ÿ๐Ÿœ๐Ÿฒ๐Ÿ›๐Ÿฃ๐Ÿฑ๐ŸฅŸ๐Ÿฆช๐Ÿค๐Ÿ™๐Ÿš๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿฅ ๐Ÿฅฎ๐Ÿข๐Ÿก๐Ÿง๐Ÿจ๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿฅง๐Ÿง๐Ÿฐ๐ŸŽ‚๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿญ๐Ÿฌ๐Ÿซ๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿฉ๐Ÿช๐ŸŒฐ๐Ÿฅœ๐Ÿซ˜๐Ÿฏ๐Ÿฅ›๐Ÿซ—๐Ÿผ๐Ÿซ–โ˜•๏ธ๐Ÿต๐Ÿงƒ๐Ÿฅค๐Ÿง‹๐Ÿถ๐Ÿบ๐Ÿป๐Ÿฅ‚๐Ÿท๐Ÿฅƒ๐Ÿธ๐Ÿน๐Ÿง‰๐Ÿพ๐ŸงŠ๐Ÿฅ„๐Ÿด๐Ÿฝ๏ธ๐Ÿฅฃ๐Ÿฅก๐Ÿฅข๐Ÿง‚โšฝ๏ธ๐Ÿ€๐Ÿˆโšพ๏ธ๐ŸฅŽ๐ŸŽพ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ‰๐Ÿฅ๐ŸŽฑ๐Ÿช€๐Ÿ“๐Ÿธ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿชƒ๐Ÿ๐Ÿฅ…โ›ณ๏ธ๐Ÿช๐Ÿ›๐Ÿน๐ŸŽฃ๐Ÿคฟ๐ŸฅŠ๐Ÿฅ‹๐ŸŽฝ๐Ÿ›น๐Ÿ›ผ๐Ÿ›ทโ›ธ๏ธ๐ŸฅŒ๐ŸŽฟโ›ท๏ธ๐Ÿ‚๐Ÿช‚๐Ÿ‹๏ธโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‹๏ธ๐Ÿ‹๏ธโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคผโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคผ๐Ÿคผโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคธโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคธ๐Ÿคธโ€โ™‚๏ธโ›น๏ธโ€โ™€๏ธโ›น๏ธโ›น๏ธโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคบ๐Ÿคพโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคพ๐Ÿคพโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐ŸŒ๏ธโ€โ™€๏ธ๐ŸŒ๏ธ๐ŸŒ๏ธโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‡๐Ÿง˜โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง˜๐Ÿง˜โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ„โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ„๐Ÿ„โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐ŸŠโ€โ™€๏ธ๐ŸŠ๐ŸŠโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคฝโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคฝ๐Ÿคฝโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿšฃโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿšฃ๐Ÿšฃโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿง—โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง—๐Ÿง—โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿšตโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿšต๐Ÿšตโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿšดโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿšด๐Ÿšดโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ†๐Ÿฅ‡๐Ÿฅˆ๐Ÿฅ‰๐Ÿ…๐ŸŽ–๏ธ๐Ÿต๏ธ๐ŸŽ—๏ธ๐ŸŽซ๐ŸŽŸ๏ธ๐ŸŽช๐Ÿคนโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคน๐Ÿคนโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐ŸŽญ๐Ÿฉฐ๐ŸŽจ๐ŸŽฌ๐ŸŽค๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿช‡๐ŸŽน๐ŸŽผ๐ŸŽง๐Ÿช˜๐ŸŽท๐ŸŽบ๐Ÿช—๐ŸŽธโ™Ÿ๏ธ๐ŸŽฒ๐Ÿชˆ๐ŸŽป๐Ÿช•๐Ÿงฉ๐ŸŽฐ๐ŸŽฎ๐ŸŽณ๐ŸŽฏ๐Ÿš—๐Ÿš•๐Ÿš™๐ŸšŒ๐ŸšŽ๐ŸŽ๏ธ๐Ÿš“๐Ÿš‘๐Ÿš’๐Ÿš๐Ÿ›ป๐Ÿšš๐Ÿš›๐Ÿšœ๐Ÿฆฏ๐Ÿšฒ๐Ÿ›ด๐Ÿฉผ๐Ÿฆผ๐Ÿฆฝ๐Ÿ›ต๐Ÿ๏ธ๐Ÿ›บ๐Ÿ›ž๐Ÿšจ๐Ÿš”๐Ÿš๐Ÿš˜๐Ÿš–๐Ÿšก๐Ÿš ๐ŸšŸ๐Ÿšƒ๐Ÿš‹๐Ÿšž๐Ÿš๐Ÿš„๐Ÿš…๐Ÿšˆ๐Ÿš‚๐Ÿš†๐Ÿš‡๐ŸšŠ๐Ÿš‰โœˆ๏ธ๐Ÿ›ซ๐Ÿ›ฌ๐Ÿ›ฉ๏ธ๐Ÿ’บ๐Ÿ›ฐ๏ธ๐Ÿš€๐Ÿ›ธ๐Ÿš๐Ÿ›ถโ›ต๏ธ๐Ÿšค๐Ÿ›ฅ๏ธ๐Ÿ›ณ๏ธโ›ด๏ธ๐Ÿšข๐Ÿ›Ÿโš“๏ธ๐Ÿชโ›ฝ๏ธ๐Ÿšง๐Ÿšฆ๐Ÿšฅ๐Ÿš๐Ÿ—บ๏ธ๐Ÿ—ฟ๐Ÿ—ฟ๐Ÿ—ฟ๐Ÿ—ฟ๐Ÿ—ฝ๐Ÿ—ผ๐Ÿฐ๐Ÿฏ๐ŸŸ๏ธ๐ŸŽก๐ŸŽข๐ŸŽ โ›ฒ๏ธโ›ฑ๏ธ๐Ÿ–๏ธ๐Ÿ๏ธ๐Ÿœ๏ธ๐ŸŒ‹โ›ฐ๏ธ๐Ÿ”๏ธ๐Ÿ—ป๐Ÿ•๏ธโ›บ๏ธ๐Ÿ›–๐Ÿ ๐Ÿก๐Ÿ˜๏ธ๐Ÿš๏ธ๐Ÿ—๏ธ๐Ÿญ๐Ÿข๐Ÿฌ๐Ÿฃ๐Ÿค๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿจ๐Ÿช๐Ÿซ๐Ÿฉ๐Ÿ’’๐Ÿ›๏ธโ›ช๏ธ๐Ÿ•Œ๐Ÿ•๐Ÿ›•๐Ÿ•‹โ›ฉ๏ธ๐Ÿ›ค๏ธ๐Ÿ›ฃ๏ธ๐Ÿ—พ๐ŸŽ‘๐Ÿž๏ธ๐ŸŒ…๐ŸŒ„๐ŸŒ ๐ŸŽ‡๐ŸŽ†๐ŸŒ‡๐ŸŒ†๐Ÿ™๏ธ๐ŸŒƒ๐ŸŒŒ๐ŸŒ‰๐ŸŒโŒš๏ธ๐Ÿ“ฑ๐Ÿ“ฒ๐Ÿ’ปโŒจ๏ธ๐Ÿ–ฅ๏ธ๐Ÿ–จ๏ธ๐Ÿ–ฑ๏ธ๐Ÿ–ฒ๏ธ๐Ÿ•น๏ธ๐Ÿ—œ๏ธ๐Ÿ’ฝ๐Ÿ’พ๐Ÿ’ฟ๐Ÿ“€๐Ÿ“ผ๐Ÿ“ท๐Ÿ“ธ๐Ÿ“น๐ŸŽฅ๐Ÿ“ฝ๏ธ๐ŸŽž๏ธ๐Ÿ“žโ˜Ž๏ธ๐Ÿ“Ÿ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๐Ÿ“บ๐Ÿ“ป๐ŸŽ™๏ธ๐ŸŽš๏ธ๐ŸŽ›๏ธ๐Ÿงญโฑ๏ธโฒ๏ธโฐ๐Ÿ•ฐ๏ธโŒ›๏ธโณ๐Ÿ“ก๐Ÿ”‹๐Ÿชซ๐Ÿ”Œ๐Ÿ’ก๐Ÿ”ฆ๐Ÿ•ฏ๏ธ๐Ÿช”๐Ÿงฏ๐Ÿ›ข๏ธ๐Ÿ’ธ๐Ÿ’ต๐Ÿ’ด๐Ÿ’ถ๐Ÿ’ท๐Ÿช™๐Ÿ’ฐ๐Ÿ’ณ๐Ÿชช๐Ÿ’Žโš–๏ธ๐Ÿชœ๐Ÿงฐ๐Ÿช›๐Ÿ”ง๐Ÿ”จโš’๏ธ๐Ÿ› ๏ธโ›๏ธ๐Ÿชš๐Ÿ”ฉโš™๏ธ๐Ÿชค๐Ÿงฑโ›“๏ธโ›“๏ธโ€๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿงฒ๐Ÿ”ซ๐Ÿ’ฃ๐Ÿงจ๐Ÿช“๐Ÿ”ช๐Ÿ—ก๏ธโš”๏ธ๐Ÿ›ก๏ธ๐Ÿšฌโšฐ๏ธ๐Ÿชฆโšฑ๏ธ๐Ÿบ๐Ÿ”ฎ๐Ÿ“ฟ๐Ÿงฟ๐Ÿชฌ๐Ÿ’ˆโš—๏ธ๐Ÿ”ญ๐Ÿ’Š๐Ÿ’‰๐Ÿฉธ๐Ÿงฌ๐Ÿฆ ๐Ÿงซ๐Ÿงช๐ŸŒก๏ธ๐Ÿงน๐Ÿช ๐Ÿงบ๐Ÿงป๐Ÿšฝ๐Ÿšฐ๐Ÿšฟ๐Ÿ›๐Ÿ›€๐Ÿงผ๐Ÿชฅ๐Ÿช’๐Ÿชฎ๐Ÿงฝ๐Ÿชฃ๐Ÿงด๐Ÿ›Ž๏ธ๐Ÿ”‘๐Ÿ—๏ธ๐Ÿšช๐Ÿช‘๐Ÿ›‹๏ธ๐Ÿ–ผ๏ธ๐Ÿช†๐Ÿงธ๐Ÿ›Œ๐Ÿ›๏ธ๐Ÿชž๐ŸชŸ๐Ÿ›๏ธ๐Ÿ›’๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽˆ๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ€๐Ÿช„๐Ÿช…๐ŸŽŠ๐ŸŽ‰๐ŸŽŽ๐Ÿชญ๐Ÿฎ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿชฉโœ‰๏ธโœ‰๏ธ๐Ÿงง๐Ÿ“ฉ๐Ÿ“จ๐Ÿ“ง๐Ÿ’Œ๐Ÿ“ฅ๐Ÿ“ค๐Ÿ“ฆ๐Ÿท๏ธ๐Ÿชง๐Ÿ“ช๐Ÿ“ซ๐Ÿ“ฌ๐Ÿ“ญ๐Ÿ“ฎ๐Ÿ“ฏ๐Ÿ“œ๐Ÿ“ƒ๐Ÿ“„๐Ÿ“‘๐Ÿงพ๐Ÿ“Š๐Ÿ“ˆ๐Ÿ“‰๐Ÿ—’๏ธ๐Ÿ—“๏ธ๐Ÿ“†๐Ÿ“…๐Ÿ—‘๏ธ๐Ÿ“‡๐Ÿ—ƒ๏ธ๐Ÿ—ณ๏ธ๐Ÿ—„๏ธ๐Ÿ“‹๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ“‚๐Ÿ—‚๏ธ๐Ÿ—ž๏ธ๐Ÿ“ฐ๐Ÿ““๐Ÿ“”๐Ÿ“”๐Ÿ“’๐Ÿ“•๐Ÿ“—๐Ÿ“˜๐Ÿ“™๐Ÿ“š๐Ÿ“–๐Ÿ”–๐Ÿงท๐Ÿ”—๐Ÿ“Ž๐Ÿ–‡๏ธ๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ“๐Ÿงฎ๐Ÿ“Œ๐Ÿ“โœ‚๏ธ๐Ÿ–Š๏ธ๐Ÿ–‹๏ธโœ’๏ธ๐Ÿ–Œ๏ธ๐Ÿ–๏ธ๐Ÿ“โœ๏ธ๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ”“๐Ÿ”’๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ”Ž๐Ÿฉทโค๏ธ๐Ÿงก๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿฉต๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ’œ๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿฉถ๐Ÿค๐ŸคŽ๐Ÿ’”โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ”ฅโค๏ธโ€๐Ÿฉน๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ’“๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’•โฃ๏ธ๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’˜๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’Ÿโ˜ฎ๏ธโœ๏ธโ˜ช๏ธ๐Ÿ•‰๏ธโ˜ธ๏ธ๐Ÿชฏ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๏ธ๐Ÿ”ฏ๐Ÿ•Žโ˜ฏ๏ธโ˜ฆ๏ธ๐Ÿ›โ›Žโ™ˆ๏ธโ™‰๏ธโ™Š๏ธโ™‹๏ธโ™Œ๏ธโ™๏ธโ™Ž๏ธโ™๏ธโ™๏ธโ™‘๏ธโ™’๏ธโ™“๏ธ๐Ÿ†”โš›๏ธ๐Ÿ‰‘โ˜ข๏ธโ˜ฃ๏ธ๐Ÿ“ด๐Ÿ“ณ๐Ÿˆถ๐Ÿˆš๏ธ๐Ÿˆธ๐Ÿˆบ๐Ÿˆท๏ธโœด๏ธ๐Ÿ†š๐Ÿ’ฎ๐Ÿ‰ใŠ™๏ธใŠ—๏ธ๐Ÿˆด๐Ÿˆต๐Ÿˆน๐Ÿˆฒ๐Ÿ…ฐ๏ธ๐Ÿ…ฑ๏ธ๐Ÿ†Ž๐Ÿ†‘๐Ÿ…พ๏ธ๐Ÿ†˜โŒโญ•๏ธ๐Ÿ›‘โ›”๏ธ๐Ÿ“›๐Ÿšซ๐Ÿ’ฏ๐Ÿ’ขโ™จ๏ธ๐Ÿšท๐Ÿšฏ๐Ÿšณ๐Ÿšฑ๐Ÿ”ž๐Ÿ“ต๐Ÿšญโ—๏ธโ•โ“โ”โ€ผ๏ธโ‰๏ธ๐Ÿ”…๐Ÿ”†ใ€ฝ๏ธโš ๏ธ๐Ÿšธ๐Ÿ”ฑโšœ๏ธ๐Ÿ”ฐโ™ป๏ธโœ…๐Ÿˆฏ๏ธ๐Ÿ’นโ‡๏ธโœณ๏ธโŽ๐Ÿ’ ๐ŸŒโ“‚๏ธ๐ŸŒ€๐Ÿ’ค๐Ÿง๐Ÿšพโ™ฟ๏ธ๐Ÿ…ฟ๏ธ๐Ÿ›—๐Ÿˆณ๐Ÿˆ‚๏ธ๐Ÿ›‚๐Ÿ›ƒ๐Ÿ›„๐Ÿ›…๐Ÿ›œ๐Ÿšน๐Ÿšบ๐Ÿšผ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿง’๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿง’โ€๐Ÿง’๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿง’๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿง’โ€๐Ÿง’โšง๏ธ๐Ÿšป๐Ÿšฎ๐ŸŽฆ๐Ÿ“ถ๐Ÿˆ๐Ÿ”ฃโ„น๏ธ๐Ÿ”ค๐Ÿ”ก๐Ÿ” ๐Ÿ†–๐Ÿ†—๐Ÿ†™๐Ÿ†’๐Ÿ†•๐Ÿ†“0๏ธโƒฃ1๏ธโƒฃ2๏ธโƒฃ3๏ธโƒฃ4๏ธโƒฃ5๏ธโƒฃ6๏ธโƒฃ7๏ธโƒฃ8๏ธโƒฃ9๏ธโƒฃ๐Ÿ”Ÿ๐Ÿ”ข#๏ธโƒฃ*๏ธโƒฃโ๏ธโ–ถ๏ธโธ๏ธโฏ๏ธโน๏ธโบ๏ธโญ๏ธโฎ๏ธโฉ๏ธโช๏ธโซ๏ธโฌ๏ธโ—€๏ธ๐Ÿ”ผโ—€๏ธ๐Ÿ”ฝโžก๏ธโฌ…๏ธโฌ†๏ธโฌ‡๏ธโ†—๏ธโ†˜๏ธโ†ฉ๏ธโ†™๏ธโ†–๏ธโ†•๏ธโ†”๏ธโ†ช๏ธโ†ฉ๏ธโคด๏ธโคต๏ธ๐Ÿ”€๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ”‚๐Ÿ”„๐Ÿ”ƒ๐ŸŽต๐ŸŽถโž•โž–โž—โœ–๏ธ๐ŸŸฐ๐Ÿ’ฒโ™พ๏ธ๐Ÿ’ฒ๐Ÿ’ฑโ„ข๏ธยฉ๏ธ๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ‘๏ธโ€๐Ÿ—จ๏ธยฎ๏ธ๐Ÿ”š๐Ÿ”™๐Ÿ”›๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ”œใ€ฐ๏ธโžฐโžฟโœ”๏ธโ˜‘๏ธ๐Ÿ”˜๐Ÿ”ด๐ŸŸ ๐ŸŸก๐ŸŸข๐Ÿ”ต๐ŸŸฃโšซ๏ธโšช๏ธ๐ŸŸค๐Ÿ”บ๐Ÿ”ป๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”น๐Ÿ”ถ๐Ÿ”ท๐Ÿ”ณ๐Ÿ”ฒโ–ช๏ธโ–ซ๏ธโ—พ๏ธโ—ฝ๏ธโ—ผ๏ธโ—ป๏ธ๐ŸŸฅ๐ŸŸง๐ŸŸจ๐ŸŸฉ๐ŸŸฆ๐ŸŸชโฌ›๏ธโฌœ๏ธ๐ŸŸซ๐Ÿ”ˆ๐Ÿ”‡๐Ÿ”‰๐Ÿ”Š๐Ÿ””๐Ÿ”•๐Ÿ“ฃ๐Ÿ“ข๐Ÿ’ฌ๐Ÿ’ญ๐Ÿ—ฏ๏ธโ™ ๏ธโ™ฃ๏ธโ™ฅ๏ธโ™ฆ๏ธ๐Ÿƒ๐ŸŽด๐Ÿ€„๏ธ๐Ÿ•๐Ÿ•‘๐Ÿ•’๐Ÿ•“๐Ÿ•”๐Ÿ••๐Ÿ•–๐Ÿ•—๐Ÿ•˜๐Ÿ•™๐Ÿ•š๐Ÿ•š๐Ÿ•›๐Ÿ•œ๐Ÿ•๐Ÿ•ž๐Ÿ•Ÿ๐Ÿ• ๐Ÿ•ก๐Ÿ•ข๐Ÿ•ฃ๐Ÿ•ค๐Ÿ•ฅ๐Ÿ•ฆ๐Ÿ•ง๐Ÿณ๏ธ๐Ÿด๐Ÿดโ€โ˜ ๏ธ๐Ÿ๐Ÿšฉ๐Ÿณ๏ธโ€๐ŸŒˆ๐Ÿณ๏ธโ€โšง๏ธ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฝ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ถ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡พ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฏ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ป๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ป๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ถ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡พ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฝ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡พ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฏ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ป๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ถ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ฏ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ต๐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grr yknow?
stay sigma!
DID YOU JUST SEND ME EVERY SINGLE EMOJI IN ORDER IM FUCKING CRYING OH MY GOD
i DID post mandarin wars anons fic!! wellโ€ฆ the first chapter at least ๐Ÿ˜ญ I REALLY HOPE THEYโ€™RE ABLE TO SEE IT
and iโ€™ll get to yours at some point donโ€™t worry man, it just may not be a while i have school starting up soon (boooo)
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mollywog ยท 1 year ago
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Hi! I just saw your reblog where it says that a life goal is to have your fics on a recommendation list or have someone make fanart of one of your stories and I wanted to tell you that my friends and I have a "book" club where we talk about fics, analysis and debate about thg. We have a ranking of favourites and your fics "Haunted House" and "A new recipe" are on it. We also have fanart "contests" and so far there are 3 fanarts of your stories (Forts, Wild wednesdays & Full).
I will try to get the other members of the server to let me take screenshots to share with you, but in case they don't give me permission, I wanted to let you know.
You are one of the 3 external authors with the most votes in the favorites polls. (For reference, we are 210 members and 47 voted for you as recommended author).
nonnyโ€ฆ Nonnyโ€ฆ NONNY!
What?!?!
๐Ÿ˜ฒ๐Ÿซข๐Ÿซจ๐Ÿคฏ๐Ÿซ 
I reread this message and will be tucking into my drafts for a rainy day pick me up!
THANK YOU for letting me know!!! Even if your friends arenโ€™t comfortable sharing, Iโ€™m so grateful for the kind words. โค๏ธโค๏ธโค๏ธ
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wilted ยท 7 months ago
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๐Ÿ˜€๐Ÿ˜ƒ๐Ÿ˜„๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜†๐Ÿฅน๐Ÿ˜…๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿคฃ๐Ÿฅฒโ˜บ๏ธ๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ˜‡๐Ÿ™‚๐Ÿ™ƒ๐Ÿ˜‰๐Ÿ˜Œ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿฅฐ๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ˜—๐Ÿ˜™๐Ÿ˜š๐Ÿ˜‹๐Ÿ˜›๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜œ๐Ÿคช๐Ÿคจ๐Ÿง๐Ÿค“๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿฅธ๐Ÿคฉ๐Ÿฅณ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜’๐Ÿ˜ž๐Ÿ˜”๐Ÿ˜Ÿ๐Ÿ˜•๐Ÿ™โ˜น๏ธ๐Ÿ˜ฃ๐Ÿ˜ซ๐Ÿ˜ฉ๐Ÿฅบ๐Ÿ˜ข๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜–๐Ÿ˜ค๐Ÿ˜ ๐Ÿ˜ก๐Ÿคฌ๐Ÿคฏ๐Ÿ˜ณ๐Ÿฅต๐Ÿฅถ๐Ÿ˜ถโ€๐ŸŒซ๏ธ๐Ÿ˜ฑ๐Ÿ˜จ๐Ÿ˜ฐ๐Ÿ˜ฅ๐Ÿ˜“๐Ÿค—๐Ÿค”๐Ÿซฃ๐Ÿคญ๐Ÿซข๐Ÿซก๐Ÿคซ๐Ÿซ ๐Ÿคฅ๐Ÿ˜ถ๐Ÿซฅ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿซค๐Ÿ˜‘๐Ÿซจ๐Ÿ˜ฌ๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿ˜ฏ๐Ÿ˜ฆ๐Ÿ˜ง๐Ÿ˜ฎ๐Ÿ˜ฒ๐Ÿฅฑ๐Ÿ˜ด๐Ÿคค๐Ÿ˜ช๐Ÿ˜ฎโ€๐Ÿ’จ๐Ÿ˜ต๐Ÿ˜ตโ€๐Ÿ’ซ๐Ÿค๐Ÿฅด๐Ÿคข๐Ÿคฎ๐Ÿคง๐Ÿ˜ท๐Ÿค’๐Ÿค•๐Ÿค‘๐Ÿค ๐Ÿ˜ˆ๐Ÿ‘ฟ๐Ÿ‘น๐Ÿ‘บ๐Ÿคก๐Ÿ’ฉ๐Ÿ‘ป๐Ÿ’€โ˜ ๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฝ๐Ÿ‘พ๐Ÿค–๐ŸŽƒ๐Ÿ˜บ๐Ÿ˜ธ๐Ÿ˜น๐Ÿ˜ป๐Ÿ˜ผ๐Ÿ˜ฝ๐Ÿ™€๐Ÿ˜ฟ๐Ÿ˜พ๐Ÿซถ๐Ÿคฒ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ™Œ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿค๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘Ž๐Ÿ‘ŠโœŠ๐Ÿค›๐Ÿคœ๐Ÿซท๐Ÿซธ๐ŸคžโœŒ๏ธ๐Ÿซฐ๐ŸคŸ๐Ÿค˜๐Ÿ‘Œ๐ŸคŒ๐Ÿค๐Ÿซณ๐Ÿซด๐Ÿ‘ˆ๐Ÿ‘‰๐Ÿ‘†๐Ÿ‘‡โ˜๏ธโœ‹๐Ÿคš๐Ÿ–๏ธ๐Ÿ––๐Ÿ‘‹๐Ÿค™๐Ÿซฒ๐Ÿซฑ๐Ÿ’ช๐Ÿฆพ๐Ÿ–•โœ๏ธ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿซต๐Ÿฆถ๐Ÿฆต๐Ÿฆฟ๐Ÿ’„๐Ÿ’‹๐Ÿ‘„๐Ÿซฆ๐Ÿฆท๐Ÿ‘…๐Ÿ‘‚๐Ÿป๐Ÿฆป๐Ÿ‘ƒ๐Ÿ‘ฃ๐Ÿ‘๏ธ๐Ÿ‘€๐Ÿซ€๐Ÿซ๐Ÿง ๐Ÿ—ฃ๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ค๐Ÿ‘ฅ๐Ÿซ‚๐Ÿ‘ถ๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿง’๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿง‘๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿฆฑ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿฆฑ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿฆฑ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿฆฐ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿฆฐ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿฆฐ๐Ÿ‘ฑโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฑ๐Ÿ‘ฑโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿฆณ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿฆณ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿฆณ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿฆฒ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿฆฒ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿฆฒ๐Ÿง”โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง”๐Ÿง”โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ต๐Ÿง“๐Ÿ‘ด๐Ÿ‘ฒ๐Ÿ‘ณโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ณ๐Ÿ‘ณโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿง•๐Ÿ‘ฎโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฎ๐Ÿ’‚๐Ÿ’‚โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ•ต๏ธโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ•ต๏ธ๐Ÿ•ต๏ธโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€โš•๏ธ๐Ÿง‘โ€โš•๏ธ๐Ÿ‘จโ€โš•๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐ŸŒพ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐ŸŒพ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐ŸŒพ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿณ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿณ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿณ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐ŸŽ“๐Ÿง‘โ€๐ŸŽ“๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐ŸŽ“๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐ŸŽค๐Ÿง‘โ€๐ŸŽค๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐ŸŽค๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿซ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿซ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿซ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿญ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿญ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿญ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ’ป๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿ’ป๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ’ป๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ’ผ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿ’ผ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ’ผ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ”ง๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿ”ง๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ”ง๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ”ฌ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿ”ฌ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ”ฌ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐ŸŽจ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐ŸŽจ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐ŸŽจ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿš’๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿš’๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿš’๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€โœˆ๏ธ๐Ÿง‘โ€โœˆ๏ธ๐Ÿ‘จโ€โœˆ๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿš€๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿš€๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿš€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€โš–๏ธ๐Ÿง‘โ€โš–๏ธ๐Ÿ‘จโ€โš–๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฐโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฐ๐Ÿ‘ฐโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคตโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคต๐Ÿคตโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ธ๐Ÿซ…๐Ÿคด๐Ÿฅท๐Ÿฆธโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿฆธ๐Ÿฆธโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿฆนโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿฆน๐Ÿฆนโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคถ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐ŸŽ„๐ŸŽ…๐Ÿง™โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง™๐Ÿง™โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿงโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง๐Ÿงโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐ŸงŒ๐Ÿง›โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง›๐Ÿง›โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐ŸงŸโ€โ™€๏ธ๐ŸงŸ๐ŸงŸโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿงžโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿงž๐Ÿงžโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿงœโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿงœ๐Ÿงœโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿงšโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿงš๐Ÿงšโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ผ๐Ÿคฐ๐Ÿซ„๐Ÿซƒ๐Ÿคฑ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿผ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ™‡โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™‡๐Ÿ™‡โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ’โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™…โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™…๐Ÿ™…โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™†โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™†๐Ÿ™†โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™‹โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™‹๐Ÿ™‹โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿงโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง๐Ÿงโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคฆโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคฆ๐Ÿคฆโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคทโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคท๐Ÿคทโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™Žโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™Ž๐Ÿ™Žโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ™โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ’‡โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ’‡๐Ÿ’‡โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ’†โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ’†๐Ÿ’†โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿง–โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง–๐Ÿง–โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ’…๐Ÿคณ๐Ÿ’ƒ๐Ÿ•บ๐Ÿ‘ฏโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฏ๐Ÿ‘ฏโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ•ด๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿฆฝ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿฆฝ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿฆฝ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿฆผ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿฆผ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿฆผ๐Ÿšถโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿšถ๐Ÿšถโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿฆฏ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿฆฏ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿฆฏ๐ŸงŽโ€โ™€๏ธ๐ŸงŽ๐ŸงŽโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿƒโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿƒ๐Ÿƒโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿงโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง๐Ÿง๐Ÿผโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ซ๐Ÿ‘ญ๐Ÿ‘ฌ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿ’‘๐Ÿ‘จโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ’‹โ€๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ’‹โ€๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿ‘จโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ’‹โ€๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘งโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘งโ€๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘งโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘งโ€๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘งโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘งโ€๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘งโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘งโ€๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘งโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘งโ€๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿชข๐Ÿงถ๐Ÿงต๐Ÿชก๐Ÿงฅ๐Ÿฅผ๐Ÿฆบ๐Ÿ‘š๐Ÿ‘•๐Ÿ‘–๐Ÿฉฒ๐Ÿฉณ๐Ÿ‘”๐Ÿ‘—๐Ÿ‘™๐Ÿฉฑ๐Ÿ‘˜๐Ÿฅป๐Ÿฉด๐Ÿฅฟ๐Ÿ‘ ๐Ÿ‘ก๐Ÿ‘ข๐Ÿ‘ž๐Ÿ‘Ÿ๐Ÿฅพ๐Ÿงฆ๐Ÿงค๐Ÿงฃ๐ŸŽฉ๐Ÿงข๐Ÿ‘’๐ŸŽ“โ›‘๏ธ๐Ÿช–๐Ÿ‘‘๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘›๐Ÿ‘œ๐Ÿ’ผ๐ŸŽ’๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๐Ÿ‘“๐Ÿ•ถ๏ธ๐Ÿฅฝ๐ŸŒ‚๐Ÿถ๐Ÿฑ๐Ÿญ๐Ÿน๐Ÿฐ๐ŸฆŠ๐Ÿป๐Ÿผ๐Ÿปโ€โ„๏ธ๐Ÿจ๐Ÿฏ๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿท๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿธ๐Ÿต๐Ÿ™ˆ๐Ÿ™‰๐Ÿ™Š๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ”๐Ÿง๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿค๐Ÿฃ๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿชฟ๐Ÿฆ†๐Ÿฆโ€โฌ›๐Ÿฆ…๐Ÿฆ‰๐Ÿฆ‡๐Ÿบ๐Ÿ—๐Ÿด๐Ÿฆ„๐ŸซŽ๐Ÿ๐Ÿชฑ๐Ÿ›๐Ÿฆ‹๐ŸŒ๐Ÿž๐Ÿœ๐Ÿชฐ๐Ÿชฒ๐Ÿชณ๐ŸฆŸ๐Ÿฆ—๐Ÿ•ท๏ธ๐Ÿ•ธ๏ธ๐Ÿฆ‚๐Ÿข๐Ÿ๐ŸฆŽ๐Ÿฆ–๐Ÿฆ•๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฆ‘๐Ÿชผ๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿฆž๐Ÿฆ€๐Ÿก๐Ÿ ๐ŸŸ๐Ÿฌ๐Ÿณ๐Ÿ‹๐Ÿฆˆ๐Ÿฆญ๐ŸŠ๐Ÿ…๐Ÿ†๐Ÿฆ“๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿฆง๐Ÿฆฃ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿฆ›๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿช๐Ÿซ๐Ÿฆ’๐Ÿฆ˜๐Ÿฆฌ๐Ÿƒ๐Ÿ‚๐Ÿ„๐Ÿซ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ–๐Ÿ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿฆ™๐Ÿ๐ŸฆŒ๐Ÿ•๐Ÿฉ๐Ÿฆฎ๐Ÿ•โ€๐Ÿฆบ๐Ÿˆ๐Ÿˆโ€โฌ›๐Ÿชถ๐Ÿชฝ๐Ÿ“๐Ÿฆƒ๐Ÿฆค๐Ÿฆš๐Ÿฆœ๐Ÿฆข๐Ÿฆฉ๐Ÿ•Š๏ธ๐Ÿ‡๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿฆจ๐Ÿฆก๐Ÿฆซ๐Ÿฆฆ๐Ÿฆฅ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ€๐Ÿฟ๏ธ๐Ÿฆ”๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ‰๐Ÿฒ๐ŸŒต๐ŸŽ„๐ŸŒฒ๐ŸŒณ๐ŸŒด๐Ÿชต๐ŸŒฑ๐ŸŒฟโ˜˜๏ธ๐Ÿ€๐ŸŽ๐Ÿชด๐ŸŽ‹๐Ÿƒ๐Ÿ‚๐Ÿ๐Ÿชบ๐Ÿชน๐Ÿ„๐Ÿš๐Ÿชธ๐Ÿชจ๐ŸŒพ๐Ÿ’๐ŸŒท๐ŸŒน๐Ÿฅ€๐Ÿชป๐Ÿชท๐ŸŒบ๐ŸŒธ๐ŸŒผ๐ŸŒป๐ŸŒž๐ŸŒ๐ŸŒ›๐ŸŒœ๐ŸŒš๐ŸŒ•๐ŸŒ–๐ŸŒ—๐ŸŒ˜๐ŸŒ‘๐ŸŒ’๐ŸŒ“๐ŸŒ”๐ŸŒ™๐ŸŒŽ๐ŸŒ๐ŸŒ๐Ÿช๐Ÿ’ซโญ๏ธ๐ŸŒŸโœจโšก๏ธโ˜„๏ธ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐ŸŒช๏ธ๐ŸŒˆโ˜€๏ธ๐ŸŒค๏ธโ›…๏ธ๐ŸŒฅ๏ธโ˜๏ธ๐ŸŒฆ๏ธ๐ŸŒง๏ธโ›ˆ๏ธ๐ŸŒฉ๏ธ๐ŸŒจ๏ธโ„๏ธโ˜ƒ๏ธโ›„๏ธ๐ŸŒฌ๏ธ๐Ÿ’จ๐Ÿ’ง๐Ÿ’ฆ๐Ÿซงโ˜”๏ธโ˜‚๏ธ๐ŸŒŠ๐ŸŒซ๏ธ๐Ÿ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ๐ŸŠ๐Ÿ‹๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ‰๐Ÿ‡๐Ÿ“๐Ÿซ๐Ÿˆ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿฅญ๐Ÿ๐Ÿฅฅ๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿ…๐Ÿ†๐Ÿฅ‘๐Ÿซ›๐Ÿฅฆ๐Ÿฅฌ๐Ÿฅ’๐ŸŒถ๏ธ๐Ÿซ‘๐ŸŒฝ๐Ÿฅ•๐Ÿซ’๐Ÿง„๐Ÿง…๐Ÿฅ”๐Ÿ ๐Ÿซš๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿฅฏ๐Ÿž๐Ÿฅ–๐Ÿฅจ๐Ÿง€๐Ÿฅš๐Ÿณ๐Ÿงˆ๐Ÿฅž๐Ÿง‡๐Ÿฅ“๐Ÿฅฉ๐Ÿ—๐Ÿ–๐Ÿฆด๐ŸŒญ๐Ÿ”๐ŸŸ๐Ÿ•๐Ÿซ“๐Ÿฅช๐Ÿฅ™๐Ÿง†๐ŸŒฎ๐ŸŒฏ๐Ÿซ”๐Ÿฅ—๐Ÿฅ˜๐Ÿซ•๐Ÿฅซ๐Ÿซ™๐Ÿ๐Ÿœ๐Ÿฒ๐Ÿ›๐Ÿฃ๐Ÿฑ๐ŸฅŸ๐Ÿฆช๐Ÿค๐Ÿ™๐Ÿš๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿฅ ๐Ÿฅฎ๐Ÿข๐Ÿก๐Ÿง๐Ÿจ๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿฅง๐Ÿง๐Ÿฐ๐ŸŽ‚๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿญ๐Ÿฌ๐Ÿซ๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿฉ๐Ÿช๐ŸŒฐ๐Ÿฅœ๐Ÿซ˜๐Ÿฏ๐Ÿฅ›๐Ÿซ—๐Ÿผ๐Ÿซ–โ˜•๏ธ๐Ÿต๐Ÿงƒ๐Ÿฅค๐Ÿง‹๐Ÿถ๐Ÿบ๐Ÿป๐Ÿฅ‚๐Ÿท๐Ÿฅƒ๐Ÿธ๐Ÿน๐Ÿง‰๐Ÿพ๐ŸงŠ๐Ÿฅ„๐Ÿด๐Ÿฝ๏ธ๐Ÿฅฃ๐Ÿฅก๐Ÿฅข๐Ÿง‚โšฝ๏ธ๐Ÿ€๐Ÿˆโšพ๏ธ๐ŸฅŽ๐ŸŽพ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ‰๐Ÿฅ๐ŸŽฑ๐Ÿช€๐Ÿ“๐Ÿธ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿ๐Ÿชƒ๐Ÿฅ…โ›ณ๏ธ๐Ÿช๐Ÿ›๐Ÿน๐ŸŽฃ๐Ÿคฟ๐ŸฅŠ๐Ÿฅ‹๐ŸŽฝ๐Ÿ›น๐Ÿ›ผ๐Ÿ›ทโ›ธ๏ธ๐ŸฅŒ๐ŸŽฟโ›ท๏ธ๐Ÿ‚๐Ÿช‚๐Ÿ‹๏ธโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‹๏ธ๐Ÿ‹๏ธโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคผโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคผ๐Ÿคผโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคธโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคธ๐Ÿคธโ€โ™‚๏ธโ›น๏ธโ€โ™€๏ธโ›น๏ธโ›น๏ธโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคบ๐Ÿคพโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคพ๐Ÿคพโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐ŸŒ๏ธโ€โ™€๏ธ๐ŸŒ๏ธ๐ŸŒ๏ธโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‡๐Ÿง˜โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง˜๐Ÿง˜โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ„โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ„๐Ÿ„โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐ŸŠโ€โ™€๏ธ๐ŸŠ๐ŸŠโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคฝโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคฝ๐Ÿคฝโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿšฃโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿšฃ๐Ÿšฃโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿง—โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง—๐Ÿง—โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿšตโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿšต๐Ÿšตโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿšดโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿšด๐Ÿšดโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ†๐Ÿฅ‡๐Ÿฅˆ๐Ÿฅ‰๐Ÿ…๐ŸŽ–๏ธ๐Ÿต๏ธ๐ŸŽ—๏ธ๐ŸŽซ๐ŸŽŸ๏ธ๐ŸŽช๐Ÿคนโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคน๐Ÿคนโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐ŸŽญ๐Ÿฉฐ๐ŸŽจ๐ŸŽฌ๐ŸŽค๐ŸŽง๐ŸŽผ๐ŸŽน๐Ÿช‡๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿช˜๐ŸŽท๐ŸŽบ๐Ÿช—๐ŸŽธ๐Ÿช•๐ŸŽป๐Ÿชˆ๐ŸŽฒโ™Ÿ๏ธ๐ŸŽฏ๐ŸŽณ๐ŸŽฎ๐ŸŽฐ๐Ÿงฉ๐Ÿš—๐Ÿš•๐Ÿš™๐ŸšŒ๐ŸšŽ๐ŸŽ๏ธ๐Ÿš“๐Ÿš‘๐Ÿš’๐Ÿš๐Ÿ›ป๐Ÿšš๐Ÿš›๐Ÿšœ๐Ÿฆฏ๐Ÿฆฝ๐Ÿฆผ๐Ÿฉผ๐Ÿ›ด๐Ÿšฒ๐Ÿ›ต๐Ÿ๏ธ๐Ÿ›บ๐Ÿ›ž๐Ÿšจ๐Ÿš”๐Ÿš๐Ÿš˜๐Ÿš–๐Ÿšก๐Ÿš ๐ŸšŸ๐Ÿšƒ๐Ÿš‹๐Ÿšž๐Ÿš๐Ÿš„๐Ÿš…๐Ÿšˆ๐Ÿš‚๐Ÿš†๐Ÿš‡๐ŸšŠ๐Ÿš‰โœˆ๏ธ๐Ÿ›ซ๐Ÿ›ฌ๐Ÿ›ฉ๏ธ๐Ÿ’บ๐Ÿ›ฐ๏ธ๐Ÿš€๐Ÿ›ธ๐Ÿš๐Ÿ›ถโ›ต๏ธ๐Ÿšค๐Ÿ›ฅ๏ธ๐Ÿ›ณ๏ธโ›ด๏ธ๐Ÿšข๐Ÿ›Ÿโš“๏ธ๐Ÿชโ›ฝ๏ธ๐Ÿšง๐Ÿšฆ๐Ÿšฅ๐Ÿš๐Ÿ—บ๏ธ๐Ÿ—ฟ๐Ÿ—ฝ๐Ÿ—ผ๐Ÿฐ๐Ÿฏ๐ŸŸ๏ธ๐ŸŽก๐ŸŽข๐ŸŽ โ›ฒ๏ธโ›ฑ๏ธ๐Ÿ–๏ธ๐Ÿ๏ธ๐Ÿœ๏ธ๐ŸŒ‹โ›ฐ๏ธ๐Ÿ”๏ธ๐Ÿ—ป๐Ÿ•๏ธโ›บ๏ธ๐Ÿ›–๐Ÿ ๐Ÿก๐Ÿ˜๏ธ๐Ÿš๏ธ๐Ÿ—๏ธ๐Ÿญ๐Ÿข๐Ÿฌ๐Ÿฃ๐Ÿค๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿจ๐Ÿช๐Ÿซ๐Ÿฉ๐Ÿ’’๐Ÿ›๏ธโ›ช๏ธ๐Ÿ•Œ๐Ÿ•๐Ÿ›•๐Ÿ•‹โ›ฉ๏ธ๐Ÿ›ค๏ธ๐Ÿ›ฃ๏ธ๐Ÿ—พ๐ŸŽ‘๐Ÿž๏ธ๐ŸŒ…๐ŸŒ„๐ŸŒ ๐ŸŽ‡๐ŸŽ†๐ŸŒ‡๐ŸŒ†๐Ÿ™๏ธ๐ŸŒƒ๐ŸŒŒ๐ŸŒ‰๐ŸŒโŒš๏ธ๐Ÿ“ฑ๐Ÿ“ฒ๐Ÿ’ปโŒจ๏ธ๐Ÿ–ฅ๏ธ๐Ÿ–จ๏ธ๐Ÿ–ฑ๏ธ๐Ÿ–ฒ๏ธ๐Ÿ•น๏ธ๐Ÿ—œ๏ธ๐Ÿ’ฝ๐Ÿ’พ๐Ÿ’ฟ๐Ÿ“€๐Ÿ“ผ๐Ÿ“ท๐Ÿ“ธ๐Ÿ“น๐ŸŽฅ๐Ÿ“ฝ๏ธ๐ŸŽž๏ธ๐Ÿ“žโ˜Ž๏ธ๐Ÿ“Ÿ๐Ÿ“ ๐Ÿ“บ๐Ÿ“ป๐ŸŽ™๏ธ๐ŸŽš๏ธ๐ŸŽ›๏ธ๐Ÿงญโฑ๏ธโฒ๏ธโฐ๐Ÿ•ฐ๏ธโŒ›๏ธโณ๐Ÿ“ก๐Ÿ”‹๐Ÿชซ๐Ÿ”Œ๐Ÿ’ก๐Ÿ”ฆ๐Ÿ•ฏ๏ธ๐Ÿช”๐Ÿงฏ๐Ÿ›ข๏ธ๐Ÿ’ธ๐Ÿ’ต๐Ÿ’ด๐Ÿ’ถ๐Ÿ’ท๐Ÿช™๐Ÿ’ฐ๐Ÿ’ณ๐Ÿชช๐Ÿ’Žโš–๏ธ๐Ÿชœ๐Ÿงฐ๐Ÿช›๐Ÿ”ง๐Ÿ”จโš’๏ธ๐Ÿ› ๏ธโ›๏ธ๐Ÿชš๐Ÿ”ฉโš™๏ธ๐Ÿชค๐Ÿงฑโ›“๏ธ๐Ÿงฒ๐Ÿ”ซ๐Ÿ’ฃ๐Ÿงจ๐Ÿช“๐Ÿ”ช๐Ÿ—ก๏ธโš”๏ธ๐Ÿ›ก๏ธ๐Ÿšฌโšฐ๏ธ๐Ÿชฆโšฑ๏ธ๐Ÿบ๐Ÿ”ฎ๐Ÿ“ฟ๐Ÿงฟ๐Ÿชฌ๐Ÿ’ˆโš—๏ธ๐Ÿ”ญ๐Ÿ”ฌ๐Ÿ•ณ๏ธ๐Ÿฉป๐Ÿฉน๐Ÿฉบ๐Ÿ’Š๐Ÿ’‰๐Ÿฉธ๐Ÿงฌ๐Ÿฆ ๐Ÿงซ๐Ÿงช๐ŸŒก๏ธ๐Ÿงน๐Ÿช ๐Ÿงบ๐Ÿงป๐Ÿšฝ๐Ÿšฐ๐Ÿšฟ๐Ÿ›๐Ÿ›€๐Ÿงผ๐Ÿชฅ๐Ÿช’๐Ÿชฎ๐Ÿงฝ๐Ÿชฃ๐Ÿงด๐Ÿ›Ž๏ธ๐Ÿ”‘๐Ÿ—๏ธ๐Ÿšช๐Ÿช‘๐Ÿ›‹๏ธ๐Ÿ›๏ธ๐Ÿ›Œ๐Ÿงธ๐Ÿช†๐Ÿ–ผ๏ธ๐Ÿชž๐ŸชŸ๐Ÿ›๏ธ๐Ÿ›’๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽˆ๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ€๐Ÿช„๐Ÿช…๐ŸŽŠ๐ŸŽ‰๐ŸŽŽ๐Ÿชญ๐Ÿฎ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿชฉ๐Ÿงงโœ‰๏ธ๐Ÿ“ฉ๐Ÿ“จ๐Ÿ“ง๐Ÿ’Œ๐Ÿ“ฅ๐Ÿ“ค๐Ÿ“ฆ๐Ÿท๏ธ๐Ÿชง๐Ÿ“ช๐Ÿ“ซ๐Ÿ“ฌ๐Ÿ“ญ๐Ÿ“ฎ๐Ÿ“ฏ๐Ÿ“œ๐Ÿ“ƒ๐Ÿ“„๐Ÿ“‘๐Ÿงพ๐Ÿ“Š๐Ÿ“ˆ๐Ÿ“‰๐Ÿ—’๏ธ๐Ÿ—“๏ธ๐Ÿ“†๐Ÿ“…๐Ÿ—‘๏ธ๐Ÿ“‡๐Ÿ—ƒ๏ธ๐Ÿ—ณ๏ธ๐Ÿ—„๏ธ๐Ÿ“‹๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ“‚๐Ÿ—‚๏ธ๐Ÿ—ž๏ธ๐Ÿ“ฐ๐Ÿ““๐Ÿ“”๐Ÿ“’๐Ÿ“•๐Ÿ“—๐Ÿ“˜๐Ÿ“™๐Ÿ“š๐Ÿ“–๐Ÿ”–๐Ÿงท๐Ÿ”—๐Ÿ“Ž๐Ÿ–‡๏ธ๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ“๐Ÿงฎ๐Ÿ“Œ๐Ÿ“โœ‚๏ธ๐Ÿ–Š๏ธ๐Ÿ–‹๏ธโœ’๏ธ๐Ÿ–Œ๏ธ๐Ÿ–๏ธ๐Ÿ“โœ๏ธ๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ”Ž๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ”’๐Ÿ”“๐Ÿฉทโค๏ธ๐Ÿงก๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿฉต๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ’œ๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿฉถ๐Ÿค๐ŸคŽ๐Ÿ’”โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ”ฅโค๏ธโ€๐Ÿฉนโฃ๏ธ๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’“๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’˜๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’Ÿโ˜ฎ๏ธโœ๏ธโ˜ช๏ธ๐Ÿ•‰๏ธโ˜ธ๏ธ๐Ÿชฏโœก๏ธ๐Ÿ”ฏ๐Ÿ•Žโ˜ฏ๏ธโ˜ฆ๏ธ๐Ÿ›โ›Žโ™ˆ๏ธโ™‰๏ธโ™Š๏ธโ™‹๏ธโ™Œ๏ธโ™๏ธโ™Ž๏ธโ™๏ธโ™๏ธโ™‘๏ธโ™’๏ธโ™“๏ธ๐Ÿ†”โš›๏ธ๐Ÿ‰‘โ˜ข๏ธโ˜ฃ๏ธ๐Ÿ“ด๐Ÿ“ณ๐Ÿˆถ๐Ÿˆš๏ธ๐Ÿˆธ๐Ÿˆบ๐Ÿˆท๏ธโœด๏ธ๐Ÿ†š๐Ÿ’ฎ๐Ÿ‰ใŠ™๏ธใŠ—๏ธ๐Ÿˆด๐Ÿˆต๐Ÿˆน๐Ÿˆฒ๐Ÿ…ฐ๏ธ๐Ÿ…ฑ๏ธ๐Ÿ†Ž๐Ÿ†‘๐Ÿ…พ๏ธ๐Ÿ†˜โŒโญ•๏ธ๐Ÿ›‘โ›”๏ธ๐Ÿ“›๐Ÿšซ๐Ÿ’ฏ๐Ÿ’ขโ™จ๏ธ๐Ÿšท๐Ÿšฏ๐Ÿšณ๐Ÿšฑ๐Ÿ”ž๐Ÿ“ต๐Ÿšญโ—๏ธโ•โ“โ”โ€ผ๏ธโ‰๏ธ๐Ÿ”…๐Ÿ”†ใ€ฝ๏ธโš ๏ธ๐Ÿšธ๐Ÿ”ฑโšœ๏ธ๐Ÿ”ฐโ™ป๏ธโœ…๐Ÿˆฏ๏ธ๐Ÿ’นโ‡๏ธโœณ๏ธโŽ๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ’ โ“‚๏ธ๐ŸŒ€๐Ÿ’ค๐Ÿง๐Ÿšพโ™ฟ๏ธ๐Ÿ…ฟ๏ธ๐Ÿ›—๐Ÿˆณ๐Ÿˆ‚๏ธ๐Ÿ›‚๐Ÿ›ƒ๐Ÿ›„๐Ÿ›…๐Ÿ›œ๐Ÿšน๐Ÿšบ๐Ÿšผโšง๏ธ๐Ÿšป๐Ÿšฎ๐ŸŽฆ๐Ÿ“ถ๐Ÿˆ๐Ÿ”ฃโ„น๏ธ๐Ÿ”ค๐Ÿ”ก๐Ÿ” ๐Ÿ†–๐Ÿ†—๐Ÿ†™๐Ÿ†’๐Ÿ†•๐Ÿ†“0๏ธโƒฃ1๏ธโƒฃ2๏ธโƒฃ3๏ธโƒฃ4๏ธโƒฃ5๏ธโƒฃ6๏ธโƒฃ7๏ธโƒฃ8๏ธโƒฃ9๏ธโƒฃ๐Ÿ”Ÿ๐Ÿ”ข#๏ธโƒฃ*๏ธโƒฃโ๏ธโ–ถ๏ธโธ๏ธโฏ๏ธโน๏ธโบ๏ธโญ๏ธโฎ๏ธโฉ๏ธโช๏ธโซ๏ธโฌ๏ธโ—€๏ธ๐Ÿ”ผ๐Ÿ”ฝโžก๏ธโฌ…๏ธโฌ†๏ธโฌ‡๏ธโ†—๏ธโ†˜๏ธโ†™๏ธโ†–๏ธโ†•๏ธโ†”๏ธโ†ช๏ธโ†ฉ๏ธโคด๏ธโคต๏ธ๐Ÿ”€๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ”‚๐Ÿ”„๐Ÿ”ƒ๐ŸŽต๐ŸŽถโž•โž–โž—โœ–๏ธ๐ŸŸฐโ™พ๏ธ๐Ÿ’ฒ๐Ÿ’ฑโ„ข๏ธยฉ๏ธยฎ๏ธ๐Ÿ‘๏ธโ€๐Ÿ—จ๏ธ๐Ÿ”š๐Ÿ”™๐Ÿ”›๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ”œใ€ฐ๏ธโžฐโžฟโœ”๏ธโ˜‘๏ธ๐Ÿ”˜๐Ÿ”ด๐ŸŸ ๐ŸŸก๐ŸŸข๐Ÿ”ต๐ŸŸฃโšซ๏ธโšช๏ธ๐ŸŸค๐Ÿ”บ๐Ÿ”ป๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”น๐Ÿ”ถ๐Ÿ”ท๐Ÿ”ณ๐Ÿ”ฒโ–ช๏ธโ–ซ๏ธโ—พ๏ธโ—ฝ๏ธโ—ผ๏ธโ—ป๏ธ๐ŸŸฅ๐ŸŸง๐ŸŸจ๐ŸŸฉ๐ŸŸฆ๐ŸŸชโฌ›๏ธโฌœ๏ธ๐ŸŸซ๐Ÿ”ˆ๐Ÿ”‡๐Ÿ”‰๐Ÿ”Š๐Ÿ””๐Ÿ”•๐Ÿ“ฃ๐Ÿ“ข๐Ÿ’ฌ๐Ÿ’ญ๐Ÿ—ฏ๏ธโ™ ๏ธโ™ฃ๏ธโ™ฅ๏ธโ™ฆ๏ธ๐Ÿƒ๐ŸŽด๐Ÿ€„๏ธ๐Ÿ•๐Ÿ•‘๐Ÿ•’๐Ÿ•“๐Ÿ•”๐Ÿ••๐Ÿ•–๐Ÿ•—๐Ÿ•˜๐Ÿ•™๐Ÿ•š๐Ÿ•›๐Ÿ•œ๐Ÿ•๐Ÿ•ž๐Ÿ•Ÿ๐Ÿ• ๐Ÿ•ก๐Ÿ•ข๐Ÿ•ฃ๐Ÿ•ค๐Ÿ•ฅ๐Ÿ•ฆ๐Ÿ•ง๐Ÿณ๏ธ๐Ÿด๐Ÿดโ€โ˜ ๏ธ๐Ÿ๐Ÿšฉ๐Ÿณ๏ธโ€๐ŸŒˆ๐Ÿณ๏ธโ€โšง๏ธ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฝ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ด
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My high-school worst enemy|Jimin ff part 8.
Summary: Park Jimin was a jerk and you hated him your entire time in high school, but what happens when he isn't the asshole he appears to be?
genre: angst and fluff, enemies to lovers au.
warnings: lots and lots of swearing, a bit of violence and bullying, and lots of crying. mc is very angry in this chapter, sexual innuendos (was only one scene & Jimin wasnโ€™t the one.)
author's note: it's long, I'm sorry ๐Ÿ˜”. No hate to the idols I use in this chapter.
disclaimer: any offensive thing said about an idol is just for the fan fic, pls don't take it to heart. Any photos I post aren't mine, credit to owners.
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You
Hey Jimin
Jimin๐Ÿ˜
Hey
You
Can u ask u abt something?
Jimin๐Ÿ˜
Yeah?
You
promise u'll tell me the truth.
Jimin๐Ÿ˜
I promise.
You
๐Ÿง
Jimin๐Ÿ˜
I'm serious.
You
y did u like my Instagram post when we weren't friends?
Jimin๐Ÿ˜
Bcs I never saw u smile like that b4.
U looked happy
and also 'cause I don't see my elder siblings often.
You
you have elder siblings?!๐Ÿ˜ฒ๐Ÿ˜ฆ
Jimin๐Ÿ˜
well yeah.
You
and also 'cause I don't see my elder siblings often.
what abt Rosรฉ?
Jimin๐Ÿ˜
apart from her.
You
Oh well umm if u need advice
hit me up ok?
Jimin๐Ÿ˜
sure
thanks by the way.
You
wait I have another question.
Jimin๐Ÿ˜
go on
You
who taught u hw to cook?
Jimin๐Ÿ˜
the Ahjumma u saw the other day.
You
really?๐Ÿคฏ
Jimin๐Ÿ˜
I'll tell u the details in a few years time.
You
Jimin!๐Ÿ˜ค๐Ÿ˜ 
Jimin๐Ÿ˜
kidding
tell u later
You
Ok
bye ๐Ÿ‘‹
Jimin๐Ÿ˜
bye
see u at school.
It's been two months since you've been friends with Jimin and the boys and they were the best two months ever. You hanged out a lot. Played mario cart with Jin nagging about how much you and the boys made him suffer just because you all tried to distract him, causing him to lose his game. Your female friends such as Lisa and Rosรฉ tagged along a few times, but the fight that unleashed between the two was not a pretty sight. Rosรฉ got mad at Lisa for hiding her relationship and Lisa was mad at Rosรฉ because she hid her relation to Jimin. Saying they were hypocrites was honestly the truth. From anger to frustration and then they both broke down, crying like bipolar bitches. And then some crazy shit along the line. You really questioned how the hell they were your friends.
The argument didn't last long though. Fortunately they resolved their issues and were stuck to each other like glue. The events that happened were crazy. You had not smiled, laughed or felt that happy since the basketball event. Jungkook's teasing about you and Jimin being a couple was still there, but you didn't care. This was until the boys joined in as well like it was some kind of trend on Twitter, the fuck?
The group chat๐Ÿ˜Ž
Kookie๐Ÿฐ
#Y/Nmin
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Jin๐Ÿ˜˜
They look so cute together, I'm not gonna lie.
Joonie๐Ÿค“
they just need to know that they like eachother.
Hobi ๐Ÿ˜ƒ
seriously, they're giving me young couple vibes.
You
can u guys pls stop?
Jin๐Ÿ˜˜
Just stating the obvious.
Kookie๐Ÿฐ
seriously, they're giving me young couple vibes
or maybe even high school sweethearts.
Tae๐Ÿ˜
fr
You
or maybe even high school sweethearts
stfu we are not that for fuck's sake!
Jimin tell them to stop!
Tae๐Ÿ˜
see, u're running to ur lover boyโค๏ธ
#Y/Nmin 4 life!
Jimin๐Ÿ˜
stfu bro๐Ÿ˜’
Yoongi ๐Ÿ˜Ž
imma be honest
u guys r gonna wed in the future
I can see it.
You
even u too?!
Kookie ๐Ÿฐ
#Y/Nmin 4 life
Jin๐Ÿ˜˜
#Y/Nmin 4 life
Jimin๐Ÿ˜
r u seriously snubbing us?
Hobi ๐Ÿ˜ƒ
'us'?
already announcing ur relationship I see.
And messages like these would go on and on on the groupchat and it was slightly annoying, but you would be lying if you said u hated it or that you didn't feel flustered. You've become very close with them so quickly that they almost knew you like Jungkook did. ''Yoongi doesn't befriend just anyone and you managed to do that after having lunch with him, which means he likes you or has a soft spot for you, not in a romantic way though, don't get me wrong.'' Jin had said, reminding you of the time Jungkook said the same about Jimin. Did you perhaps like him? You liked him as a friend not more than that right? Or that was what you thought.
The last party you all went to is what you'll never forget. You were so excited and the boys had convinced you to attend even though you were reluctant to go you agreed, but you had never been to a party before, apart from birthday celebrations and family reunions. But you had never gone to a high school fuck or fratboy party before and that made you nervous. You had texted Jungkook to ask about the outfit you would wear but he wasn't that useful.
Kookie๐Ÿฐ
You
Hi
Kookie ๐Ÿฐ
What do you need?
you never text me.....
unless you need something๐Ÿคจ
You
I need ur help
idk what outfit to wear
Kookie ๐Ÿฐ
I knew it!
send me ur best options and I'll choose.
You
ok
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Kookie ๐Ÿฐ
just wear any one u'll look good 2 be honest.
You
that's not helping
imma just ask the boys.
You decided to ask from the group chat since he wasn't helping matters.
The group chat ๐Ÿ˜Ž
You
idk what to wear guys.
Jin ๐Ÿ˜˜
you literally slay a plain hoodie and miniskirt on a normal day at school.
I'm sure u'll look good in anything.
Hobi ๐Ÿ˜ƒ
true.
Tae ๐Ÿ˜
fr.
Yoongi ๐Ÿ˜Ž
you literally slay a plain hoodie and miniskirt on a normal day at school.
Keeping tabs on what she wears I see ๐Ÿง
Jin ๐Ÿ˜˜
Itโ€™s called being observant๐Ÿ™„
Yoongi ๐Ÿ˜Ž
whatever you say perv
Jin ๐Ÿ˜˜
HOW DARE YOU SAY THAT!๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿคฌ
Yoongi ๐Ÿ˜Ž
I didnโ€™t technically say it but ok
Jin ๐Ÿ˜˜
youโ€™re so annoying
Kookie ๐Ÿฐ
I'm sure u'll look good in anything
same thing I told her.
You
u didn't say that u liar
Joonie ๐Ÿค“
just wear something casual
the party's nothing fancy.
You
Ok thanks guys โ˜บ๏ธ
u definitely helped more than Kookie.
Kookie ๐Ÿฐ
What!
I literally said the same thing!
and don't call me Kookie!
U know I hate it!
You
Bye๐Ÿ‘‹
Gotta go get ready.
Kookie ๐Ÿฐ
Oh wow
u're just gonna avoid me now huh?
You ended up wearing the jacket and shorts with some boots since Joonie had said it was a casual hangout.
These are the boots by the way.
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When you got to the party, you just had a bad feeling about the night, but Jimin reassured you and you decided to get a drink. Bear in mind that all they had were energy drinks and non-alcoholic fruit wine due to it being illegal for a bunch of seventeen year olds to be drinking. But the food was damn good. You were currently laughing at Joonie's crazy story of how Jimin's one night stand thought he was dating her and went berserk when she caught him in the girls' bathroom, getting his dick sucked by another girl. Apparently she beat the shit out of her and told Jimin she was breaking up with him, saying that he had no right to ghost her and still have the audacity to cheat on her after their first night together. Jimin told her off calmly, she got embarrassed and ran away crying. Sad life. Could never be you. You felt bad for her though. You couldn't blame her for falling for someone who only viewed her as a hook-up. Jimin was a dick. You don't know what you would have done if that happened to you.
While you were laughing you spotted a figure that caused your smile to drop and your muscles to stiffen. Oh shit. You saw him. You thought you'll never see him again after the stupid stunt you pulled. Gosh, this was going to be embarrassing. Jimin must have noticed how tense you were and how your mood suddenly changed. "You okay?" He asked softly. "Oh, uh, yeah, I- I'm fine, I just need some fresh air." You stammered, finding it hard to speak due to your eyes welling up with tears. "You're definitely not okay, let's go." He offered you his hand, which you gladly took, thanking him for getting you out of the cramped chair as he lead you to the balcony. On your way there the person you tried escaping appeared. Fuck. Luck was not on your side today. Now you wished you just stayed home.
"Ah. Y/N, it's been a while don't you think?" He grinned, looking like a fucking idiot. "Hey." You barely managed to mutter while faking a smile you knew was extremely stiff. "Never thought I would see you at these kind of parties." He smirked, what a cocky bastard. "Me neither, especially after what happened." Heat rose to your cheeks at the thought of your foolish mistake. Jimin looked confused and you could tell that he was wondering how you knew him. "Ah yes, about that, I just wanted to tell you that I'm open now, I mean..." He licked his lips, shamelessly eyeing you up and down not even trying to hide the fact that he was checking you out. "now that you look so fucking hot, you'll look pretty while sitting on my cock." His smirk widened.
Disgusted. Absolutely disgusted...and stupid. That was how you felt, before frustration and anger flooded your veins.The heck? After two fucking years?! Did he really see you as a whore that he'll go to when he felt aroused? Was this how little he thought of you? Did he really view your feelings as trash? Of course it was the sex, you scoffed internally. Your hands were shaking in rage and your eyes burned with fury, but before you could react Jimin snapped. "You fucking bastard! How dare you say that to her!" He shouted, voice filled with anger. "Jimin." You warned, putting a hand on his chest. "I can handle this." You looked away from him to face the stupid, ugly he-goat, who seemed unfazed by Jimin's outrage.
How the hell was this who you had a crush on before? How pathetic. Curse your past self. "You cum eating, stupid motherfucking, self centered, ill-mannered man whore. How dare you fucking use my feelings against me, take advantage of me, ghost me and come back offering sex? You fucking bitch...'' Angry tears spilled from your eyes. You never knew he was this heartless. "I don't even know what I saw in you, I fucking blame myself for having a dumb crush on you! And you fucking think you can tell me this shit to my face after ghosting me for two years?! Fuck you Wonho! Fuck. You." You screamed, not caring about the attention you were drawing from the people at the party.
Jimin held you back but you broke away from his grip before giving Wonho a slap in the face. Yes, you slapped him. Hard. Very hard. So hard that the imprint of your hand was shown on his cheek. It still wasn't enough, it didn't sum up to the amount of pain he put you through. Jimin had taken you away from the party and told the boys that you needed some space.
He held your hands in his as you walked down the road.
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"Are you okay now?'' He whispered softly. "I'm fine." You nodded. "Umm do you mind telling me what happened between you and that Wonho guy? You don't have to if you don't want to." He asked hesitantly before panicking. "Nah it's fine." You sniffled. "I was fifteen years and I was going to this sports academy during the summer holidays, that was where I met Wonho. He was quite nice and charming, a contrast to what he is now. We instantly clicked, got talking, became friends, that kinda stuff. I don't know when or how the hell it happened, but I somehow had a crush on him. He was just too good to be true, you know? The perfect boyfriend material and I just couldn't stop myself. It was hard to distance myself from him, but even when I did I still couldn't stop crushing on him. I told Jungkook about it and he said I would only know his feelings for me if I told him. So I gathered the courage to tell him and I did." Your lips quivered and tears threatened to spill again. "Hey it's fine, you don't have to continue". He ushered softly giving you a sympathetic smile. "But I want to."
You inhaled sharply before speaking again. "I told him and you know what he said?" You asked before scoffing. "He said he'll think about it and that he needed time. But it was a lie, I believed it of course, I was still naive back then. He dated many girls and flaunted them in front of me and my stupid self still waited for his answer. He used me, took advantage of the fact that I liked him because he knew I wouldn't say no. Why? Because he knew I was trying to please him." You paused before gulping. "I kept being his puppet, hoping he'll eventually date me. How could he? I mean look at me." You laughed but it wasn't humorous, your voice becoming bitter. "Don't say that." Jimin scolded, but you ignored him and continued speaking.
"This cycle continued, until I overheard his conversation with his friends. He was using me all along. He never liked me, talkless of wanting to be my friend, only approached me 'cause of a bet. He decided to use me instead of dumping me straight up and that I wasn't even his type. That I was..... too ugly to date him. After what I heard, I cried so hard that my mom got worried and had to consult a therapist. I didn't open up. But what really broke me was the fact that he started dating a girl called Seulgi the day I confessed. I felt so stupid. I should've seen it coming. It hurts when you fall for the wrong person. Jimin..." You say turning to look at him with a sad smile. "I'm not the tough girl people say I am or make me out to be, I'm just a pathetic loser, scared of showing emotions and vulnerability. Sometimes I wish I never met him." You sigh, finally meeting his gaze.
He had a broody expression and his jaw was clenched. Tight. Like really tight that you wondered how his teeth weren't broken yet. "Don't say that about yourself Y/N. It's okay to be vulnerable, if you can't show it to others, at least show that side of you to me. Look I know we aren't that close due to us starting off on the wrong foot and it's not my place to tell you this but, he was a dick and an ignorant fool that gave no thought about your feelings." You smiled at the way he was failing miserably at masking his anger and irritation towards Wonho, but your insecurities had the best of you.
"Look Jimin, I am not worth it, stop trying to sugarcoat it or sweet talk me out of it, even you said that I was way too ugly to be your type." You weren't lying though, it was the truth and those were his words. You were surprised to see his jaw clench tighter, how are his teeth not compressed yet? Didn't it hurt? "Look, I don't know why I said that or what I was trying to prove back then. I was young, naive and stupid, okay? But fuck you're beautiful, you're pretty and it hurts to think that my words made you feel like that, I didn't mean to make you feel insecure, I'm sorry." He apologized, angry at himself for not realizing how harsh his words were, but your smile caused his lips to curl upwards. You were damn too cute to be mad around.
He would never tell you this but he thought you were prettiest girl he'd ever met, apart from Rosรฉ of course. "I can understand how you feel though. But if he can't accept you the way you are then he should fuck off. You should feel free to laugh because Wonho is full of shit. You deserve better." "I do." You both keep walking down the road in silence before a question you've been wanting to ask slips out.
"What about you? Why don't you do relationships?" You were very curious about why he only had one night stands and hookups, instead of records of girlfriends and side chicks, but you didn't want to seem like you were prying. So you assumed he wasn't ready for commitment and enjoyed sleeping around. Jimin looked surprised, clearly not expecting your question.
"Are you sure you wanna know?" "If I wasn't sure I wouldn't have asked." You rebutted. "Feisty, are we?" He smiled, amused by your growl before sighing softly. "Her name was Yeji." He started off. "Who? Your girlfriend?" You gaped. It felt like someone just told you Santa Claus actually bought your last Christmas present. Jimin had a girlfriend. There were a lot of things you didn't know about him. He always appeared to be transparent and very open, turns out that there are certain things he keeps to himself.
"I'm sorry, you can continue. I won't cut you off next time, I promise." You sheepishly apologized, feeling bad for interrupting him when he patiently listened to you. "She was my classmate and I had a massive crush on her, due to my bad boy character I guess she did like me back or that was just what I thought. We started dating and I chose to be the best boyfriend ever. I blocked my flings and stopped flirting with other girls. She melted my ice and my cold demeanor, I was so whipped for her back then." He chucked but it was from bitterness not happiness.
"But after six months she broke up with me, it was over text. She said I was too clingy and she hated my lovey dovey act and shit. She expected me to be a possessive dumbass, but all I did was to trust her. I was broken, completely destroyed and it fucking hurt to breathe, but the boys were there for me and helped me with my emotional baggage." He smiled sadly. "I decided to get over her by fucking other girls. The typical fuck till you forget type of shit. I just don't want to go for a girl only for her to leave me like Yeji. When I choose to be committed and serious, I give it my all. But what's the point when all they do is leave? I definitely don't want my efforts wasted. Never heard from her ever since and I want it that way. Just hope she doesn't approach me at school."
His voice was oozing in nothing but hurt. You could relate but Yeji was a bitch. For a ladies' man or let's say womanizer to change for you and you throw that opportunity away just because you wanted him to be 'possessive'? That's so fucking messed up. She was a delusional bimbo. The heck? And to say that it wasn't face to face is crazy. How shitty of her. If Wonho did that for you, you would thank God everyday for your existence on Earth.
"Look, not all girls are like Yeji, and she's a dick for leaving you for such a stupid reason. I mean you're handsome, talented, nice, you're quite the catch, and she threw all that away just because she wanted a guy straight from a Wattpad fiction. She's bullshit, you really deserve someone better." You frowned, anger evident in your voice at the stupidity of Yeji. You never liked her but this just worsened your distaste for her.
"Oh really?"He cocked his brow. "Well, yes but don't let it get to your head." You mumbled, pointing an accusing finger at him. "Thanks for the compliment." He smirked cockily. "Do you wanna get some food?" You asked before your stomach confirmed this by rumbling, causing you to flush in embarrassment while Jimin laughed boisterously. "You ate a whole plate of dessert! And you're still hungry?" He was definitely exaggerating. You ate just a little, it wasn't even close to what you normally ate. "It was just a little." You pouted. "Three slices of cake and half a bowl of ice cream is not little." He stated as a matter of factly causing you to whine. If you didn't cut him off he'd probably talk about the amount of food you ate talkless of the dessert.
"Stop teasing me, I'm hungry!" You huffed, but you couldn't be mad at him for long when he bought you your favorite sandwich from Subway. You enjoyed Jimin's company more than the party. Maybe meeting Wonho wasn't exactly a bad thing. You could finally let go.
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The bell had rung and everyone was rushing home or talking with their friends. On your way to your gymnastics session, you were pulled to the empty corner Yeon Seo had previously tried to bully you. Why were girls so goddamn obsessed with this location? Before you could say a word Yeji appeared and you just knew this wasn't going to end well, especially after what Jimin had told you.
"Why the fuck are you trying to steal Jimin away from me huh?Haven't you heard the news? He's mine okay? You bitch have become too close to him, didn't you hate him?" You scoffed. The audacity. How dare she stand in front of you and act like you're a threat to her after what she did? Claiming someone that doesn't even talk to you anymore as yours is crazy. Some people need to get checked in a mental hospital. From the look of things Yeji's one of them.
"Coming from you, weren't you the one who said he wasn't 'possessive enough', huh? You left him and he's moved on, accept it and stop being a bitter bitch about it." You snapped, angry at her hypocrisy. Who the hell did she think she was? "If you have an issue, go meet him and stop being a coward." You spat, your anger fueling every passing second.
You saw a hint of shock and fear in her eyes before it swiftly changed to anger as they narrowed into slits. "How dare you fucking say that to me?!" She screamed, while her minions pinned you to the wall. "You and your fucking family are mistakes, what a waste of oxygen. First you lie about Taehyun being your brother, then you act all cute around Jungkook, now you're stealing my Jimin?!"
That was it.
You were angry before, but after what she just said,
You were livid.
They could call you crazy, you wouldn't care,
Because all you could see was RED.
You felt like an angry bull. You went beserk.
Was this bitch listening to herself?
You hated when people brought your family into matters and she of all people had no fucking right to say that.
"You don't get to say shit!" You growled, pushing her foolish minions off you. "You have no damn right to say shit about my family, you hear me?! Because they show me love a million times more than your fucking mother. If you dare come near me I will rip you apart with my bear hands. You fucking bastard."
"Such a motherfucking coward. If you have a fucking problem with me being close to Jimin, why don't you go to him to sort it? Because I am not the fucking problem. You can't even face me alone that you had to bring these two fools to do your dirty work. You lost the privilege to call him yours the moment you sent that text telling him you were done. So don't act like I did something wrong." You scoffed. "And you have the guts to look at me in the face and act all possessive when you know goddamn well you left him. Stop being goddamn insecure. You are the one to blame, so fucking face reality and accept that you've lost him forever, instead of bullying his so called 'close female friend'!!!"
You screamed. Loud. To the extent that your throat hurt, while you gritted your teeth. Yet your anger was not relinquished. She raised her hand to hit you but you didn't flinch or blink; you didn't move an inch. You wanted her to do it so you could have an excuse to rip her hair off her head. But you felt nothing. You weren't the violent type but she was pissing you off. You saw her anger slowly morph into fear and her hand was still in the air, restricted by a firm grip of another person.
"Don't vent your frustration on her, you know damn well it was your fault we broke up and you dare come back after how long to bully her? Why not face me instead? Gosh, you disgust me." He scoffed with a scowl. "You heard her, now scram." His voice dropping in octaves, even you felt shivers crawling up your spine. The girls didn't think twice before running off. Such weaklings.
To say Jimin was shocked was not enough to describe his surprise. Yes he saw you angry the day you encountered Wonho, but you weren't this livid. Your eyes were sharp, red, and boiling with anger; they could cut through thin ice. Your fists were shaking in rage as curled them so tight that your knuckles were white. It was almost as if you were restraining yourself from punching someone. Your lips were twitching constantly and your body was trembling. He'd never seen you this mad before, even when he used to pick on you. You had a darkside, he was thankful that you never showed it to him.
His lips formed a frown at your state. What did Yeji say to you to cause this? Why the hell did she think of doing that? It was hard to calm you down and he honestly couldn't believe you could laugh so hard at his joke after how frustrated you looked. Damn, Jin was damn right about your duality. The fact that you didn't sulk amazed him. How the hell were you so cheerful? He would be a very terrible liar if he said your smile didn't make him happy. He sometimes envied how you managed to stay bubbly and gleeful, even when there was nothing to smile about. He had tried and it never worked.
He promised himself to always protect and be there for you. You were like an innocent puppy too precious for this bullshit school life. Jungkook was right. He really had bad taste in women. Because why the fuck will he go for a snake like Yeji? Come to think of it, Yeji was really flat, her ass was not stareable, and she hated leaving her face bare or natural. Thank God he didn't fuck her yet. He sounds so foolish. When last has he even fucked a girl? Been ages. He really isn't interested.
It's been two days since your encounter with Yeji and even though your mind has been spiraling at the thought of what she'll do next, they were lots of other things you were concerned about. The days of the week flew fast and today was no different. School was already over and you were packing up your stuff; you expected Jungkook to wait at the door for you since you both went to the same sports academy and he usually dropped you off at cheer practice sometimes, but you were met with the sight of Ms. Lee repositioning her glasses over the bridge of her nose.
She crossed her arms and cleared her throat. "Miss Y/N, my office,now." She said curtly, leaving no room for arguments. Was this about your beef with Yeji? Was she really that petty? Oh no, history's gonna repeat itself. Curse Yeon Seo and Yeji. Those two foul-mouthed dorks were nothing but annoying. As you took a seat in her office, you wondered why her expression was so stoic. How do teachers manage to look like AI generated news reporters for eight hours everyday? Surely their lips must hurt from frowning.
"I know you're wondering why why you're here, so I'll go straight to the point." She cleared her throat once again. "Your Maths grades are declining and you have regressed a lot in your academics." "What does that mean?" You questioned, thanking God that it wasn't about the fights you had with those two witches. "You'll have to stop cheerleading for a while." She casually said with a neutral expression. How could she be so calm about this? "What?! Why?! How?!" Why now? Your school life was becoming a mess. First it was Yeon Seo's stupid stunt then it was you bumping into Wonho, and then the Yeji problem, now this? Seems like the only luck you have is bad luck.
Cheerleading was your life and if you weren't going to do it for a while it meant that you also had to stop gymnastics. "You'll continue when your grades begin to improve." Her face still as blank as a sheet of paper. Was she even human? Because she acts more like a robot. Anger, stress and frustration from the past few days started building up again and you bit your bottom lip to stop yourself from sobbing. Not in front of her at least.
"I don't need maths to be a cheerleader or gymnast!" You snarled angrily. Your anger was becoming too much these days. You have never been mad like this before, these days everything seemed to irritate you. Maybe hormones? You weren't sure if they were the cause. "You are a cheerleader and has that helped you with your maths grades?" She rebutted a bit annoyed. That got you speechless. "I don't want to-" "You're dismissed young lady." She waved you off, focusing on her monitor. Sometimes she was scarier than the principal, you truly wondered how her kids coped.
Walking out of her office, you looked down the hallway and saw that it was empty. At this time everyone would already be home while you're here instead of cheer practice. The thought brought tears back to your eyes. You sat on the floor, in front of a locker with your legs crossed to your chest and your arms crossed around them as you rested your head on your knees. You finally gave way for the tears and let them trickle down your cheeks as you let out a sob.
Why was every bad thing happening to you? You loved cheerleading and you were passionate about it. It was your dream to become a gymnast in the future. Why the fuck did Maths have to be compulsory? You hated it because it was hard and complicated, with stupid topics like algebra and indexes. Who on earth is gonna teach you the basics without getting annoyed at your slow pace? How the hell are you gonna be good at Maths in a short time period? You knew for a fact that the quicker you improve the quicker you start cheerleading, but who the fuck is gonna help you with that?
You kept sobbing until you felt a pair of headphones being put on your ears, it was playing soft music, which sort of calmed you down. Your shoulders were trembling, your lips were quivering, your eyes were glossy with tears, your cheeks were wet and stained with the salty water spilling from your eyes and your hair was extremely rough. Gosh, you looked so ugly when you cried. You looked up and saw the one person that has been there for you these past few weeks.
"Hey, what's wrong?umm are the headphones helping? My mom always said music helps in calming people down." He spoke softly, bending down to your level. "I hate school, I hate the teachers, I hate my grades, I hate Maths, I just hate my life! Fuck everything!" You exclaimed, more tears trickling down your cheeks.
To say Jimin was shocked was below an understatement. You always appeared to be strong headed, he's never seen you in such a vulnerable state before. He had seen you cry, yes, but those were angry tears; you looked sad and broken that he wished he could take all the pain away. He masked his surprise and wiped the tears off your cheeks. You told him what had happened and he wanted to help. "How about I tutor you for Maths, yeah?" He softly asked, cupping your cheeks between his two hands, forcing you to look at him.
He pulled you to stand on your feet and wrapped his arms around you and hugged you tight, placing his chin above your head. "Hey, it's okay." He whispered reassuringly. He'd never been this close to you before, he'd never even hugged you before. He wasn't a fan of skinship but when it came to you it was different. A good kind of different. He swears he feels butterflies in his stomach; he just hoped you couldn't hear how fast his heart was beating. He hated to see you cry and he wanted to be the reason you smiled again.
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bro's so whipped โค
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#Y/Nmin! โค
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Not this again! โค
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I bet on a hundred bucks that these two are gonna date. โค
They're just so adorable ๐Ÿคฉ!
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I'm definitely paying up. โค
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Make that two hundred hobi. โค
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Hey guys, sorry for the late update school work was in the way. Hope you enjoyed this chapter! Sorry about the poor editing of Instagram i don't have Instagram photos to use.
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Hi ๐Ÿฅฐ๐Ÿฅฐ๐Ÿฅฐ๐Ÿฅฐ๐Ÿฅฐ๐Ÿฅฐ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜‹๐Ÿ˜‹๐Ÿ˜‹๐Ÿ˜‹๐Ÿ˜‹๐Ÿ˜‹๐Ÿ˜‹๐Ÿ˜‹๐Ÿ˜‹๐Ÿ˜‹๐Ÿ˜€๐Ÿ˜ƒ๐Ÿ˜„๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜†๐Ÿ˜…๐Ÿคฃ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ™‚๐Ÿ™ƒ๐Ÿซ ๐Ÿ˜‰๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ˜‡๐Ÿฅฐ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿคฉ๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ˜—โ˜บ๏ธ๐Ÿ˜š๐Ÿ˜™๐Ÿฅฒ๐Ÿ˜‹๐Ÿ˜›๐Ÿ˜œ๐Ÿคช๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿค‘๐Ÿค—๐Ÿคญ๐Ÿซข๐Ÿซฃ๐Ÿคซ๐Ÿค”๐Ÿซก๐Ÿค๐Ÿคจ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜‘๐Ÿ˜ถ๐Ÿซฅ๐Ÿ˜ถโ€๐ŸŒซ๏ธ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜’๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿ˜ฌ๐Ÿ˜ฎโ€๐Ÿ’จ๐Ÿซจ๐Ÿ™‚โ€โ†”๏ธ๐Ÿ™‚โ€โ†•๏ธ๐Ÿ˜Œ๐Ÿ˜”๐Ÿ˜ช๐Ÿคค๐Ÿ˜ด๐Ÿ˜ท๐Ÿค’๐Ÿค•๐Ÿคข๐Ÿคฎ๐Ÿคง๐Ÿฅต๐Ÿฅถ๐Ÿฅด๐Ÿ˜ต๐Ÿ˜ตโ€๐Ÿ’ซ๐Ÿคฏ๐Ÿค ๐Ÿฅณ๐Ÿฅธ๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿค“๐Ÿง๐Ÿ˜•๐Ÿซค๐Ÿ˜Ÿ๐Ÿ™โ˜น๏ธ๐Ÿ˜ฎ๐Ÿ˜ฏ๐Ÿ˜ฒ๐Ÿ˜ณ๐Ÿฅบ๐Ÿฅน๐Ÿ˜ฆ๐Ÿ˜ง๐Ÿ˜จ๐Ÿ˜ฐ๐Ÿ˜ฅ๐Ÿ˜ข๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ฑ๐Ÿ˜–๐Ÿ˜ฃ๐Ÿ˜ž๐Ÿ˜“๐Ÿ˜ฉ๐Ÿ˜ซ๐Ÿฅฑ๐Ÿ˜ค๐Ÿ˜ก๐Ÿ˜ ๐Ÿคฌ๐Ÿ˜ˆ๐Ÿ‘ฟ๐Ÿ’€โ˜ ๏ธ๐Ÿ’ฉ๐Ÿคก๐Ÿ‘น๐Ÿ‘บ๐Ÿ‘ป๐Ÿ‘ฝ๐Ÿ‘พ๐Ÿค–๐Ÿ˜บ๐Ÿ˜ธ๐Ÿ˜น๐Ÿ˜ป๐Ÿ˜ผ๐Ÿ˜ฝ๐Ÿ™€๐Ÿ˜ฟ๐Ÿ˜พ๐Ÿ™ˆ๐Ÿ™‰๐Ÿ™Š๐Ÿ’Œ๐Ÿ’˜๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ’“๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’Ÿโฃ๏ธ๐Ÿ’”โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ”ฅโค๏ธโ€๐Ÿฉนโค๏ธ๐Ÿงก๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿฉต๐ŸคŽ๐ŸคŽ๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿฉถ๐Ÿค๐Ÿ’‹๐Ÿ’ฏ๐Ÿ’ข๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ซ๐Ÿ’ฆ๐Ÿ’จ๐Ÿ•ณ๏ธ๐Ÿ’ฌ๐Ÿ‘๏ธโ€๐Ÿ—จ๏ธ๐Ÿ—จ๏ธ๐Ÿ—ฏ๏ธ๐Ÿ’ญ๐Ÿ’ค
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samuelroukin ยท 3 months ago
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your writing is so like ๐Ÿ’“๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿพโฃ๏ธ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿซถ๐Ÿค—๐Ÿฅฐ๐Ÿ˜†๐Ÿ˜Œ๐Ÿ’˜โ˜บ๏ธ๐Ÿฅณ๐Ÿ‘‘๐ŸŽŠโ™ฅ๏ธ๐Ÿค ๐Ÿชฉ๐Ÿ†๐Ÿ…๐Ÿฅฐ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿคคโค๏ธ๐Ÿฅด๐Ÿคญ๐Ÿคฏ๐Ÿ˜ฒ๐Ÿฉท๐ŸŒŽ๐Ÿ’ซ๐ŸŒŸโค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ”ฅโญโœจ๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿช๐Ÿš€๐Ÿš€๐Ÿ›ธ๐Ÿ›ฐ๏ธ๐ŸŒ™๐ŸŒƒ๐Ÿซ‚๐Ÿซฆ๐Ÿ™Œ๐Ÿ’–๐ŸคŒ๐Ÿ’†โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐ŸŒฑ๐Ÿƒ๐ŸŒ‹๐ŸŒŠโ˜„๏ธโ˜„๏ธ๐Ÿ™‰๐ŸŽ‚โ˜•๐ŸŽข๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’Ž like I cant evennnnnn
i like that we went on a journey to space in there and got hit with meteors lsjhkfjghjhsft no but thank u ๐Ÿฅฐ๐Ÿซถ
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mushtoons ยท 1 year ago
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If momma didn't raise no pussy, then crazy idea.
You do a thing where you COMBINE HYPERFIXARUONS ๐Ÿคฏ๐Ÿคฏ๐Ÿ˜ผ๐Ÿคฏ๐Ÿคฏ๐Ÿ˜ฒ๐Ÿ˜จ
(Pls dont take these as rude or mean remarks, we're joking around with you-)
YOU KNOW WHAT UR SO FUCKING RIGHT WE CAN'T BELIEVE WE'VE BEEN COWARDS DEADASS MIGHT JUST MAKE A SONIC/TMNT AU OR SOMETHING FRFR
(and nah we figured ya was just being silly โค๏ธ)
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