My Life
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Don't read this. I am writing this for feeling better. It is really boring so don't read. It's not romantic story. Bas isse pta chalega ki mai kaisa insaan hu
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"You think you can use my name to trend on the internet, Mehra? How much did my rivals pay you for that photo?" "I have millions of followers who actually like me, Yıldırım. Trust me, your arrogant face is bad for my aesthetic. Goodbye." [User has blocked you.]
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