Never Forever.
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Last published Sat, Jan 11, 2025
Hello there,
It is an Indian story with little bit hindi words.
It's a story of 5 best friends since childhood, they became successful in their lives but their friendship got Lost somewhere when they were fighting with themselves for life.
They want to fly so High in life, that they forget that there is no navigation in the Air if they get lost.
Parthvi: I will always be with them and never leave this country.
Advika: you will save us from any problem.
Reyansh: my life motive is to save angel.
Rushee: we will be together forever.
Nakul: why are you all so boring.
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Parthvi: we are never coming back here.
Advika: fuck forever.
Reyansh: I will never See her face again.
Rushee: there is nothing like forever.
Nakul: I wish I could save us that day.
The friendship, they were swearing about to Live forever, why they are hating each other now.
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