Me and my BFFL

Me and my BFFL

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Hey this is about me and my best friend forever for life(BFFL). It's about different things we've gone through together. Plus some stuff I'm adding didn't ACCUALLY happen but yea. We'll have badass cars and other stuff. It might not make sense but we are also superheroes and villians.
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