DRIB/VERY EMOTIONAL/NOT A JOKE
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Concluida lun, sep 5, 2022<5 mins
VERY EMOTIONAL MAKES ME CRY SO HARD!!111!!!!!!1!!!!1!11!1!11111!
so sad get your tissues pls
credits to lizzie for making the scene on roblox
yes i wrote a amazing story about something that happened on adopt me, but totally not more dramatic. Now read it..
the horrible grammar and spelling is on purpose bye
if you want
bye
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