Fakae David kakubari

Hey my dear 
          I’m the Kurdish girl you used to talk to from another account.
          I deleted it a while ago and thought I wouldn’t return, but I couldn’t forget you.
          Maybe you don’t recognize me now, but I never forgot you.
          I came back with a new account — I’m really happy to see you again ❤️
          

You haven't had a voice for a long time.
          
          Are you safe?

Hey, you up for f4f n also are you willing to support me? Plz check out Redcell : stream me dead by me 

Hi(fakaku17)
          
          
          
          
          I hope you’re doing well. I wanted to ask you something—have you heard from pikcno2 recently? I sent her a message a couple of days ago but didn’t get a reply, and I just wanted to check if she’s okay.
          
          Also, I was wondering if I can make an order from you. Please let me know whenever you have a chance.
          
          Thanks so much!
          
          

Heya, pikcno2 said so much about you. Would you care for a vote for vote. And answer just one question on our book comments. We'll do the same 

I feel you too, I'm kinda preparing a lot for my future. That's why I couldn't chat a lot of times. But I do make time

Hello everyone,  I just published a new novel, it's titled  "Crimson Howl " check it out , thanks 

Hey, am open to suggestions on how to improve my story and the writing 

https://www.wattpad.com/story/397969104?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_writing&wp_page=create&wp_uname=kurdishgi
          
          > I thought differently.
          
          I am a writer in English and Kurdish. I write stories. I am proud of my language, my culture, and my nation. It’s true—I live in a small region. But I know who I am, what my identity is, and where my roots lie.
          
          For over 102 years, they divided us into four parts. Even earlier, during the wars between the Ottomans and Safavids, they split us into two. We suffered. Our people suffered. But we endured.
          
          Even today, many people in the world still don’t know who we are. They ask: “Where is Kurdistan?”
          
          So I am here to tell you:
          I am a Kurd.
          
          As a writer, I have taken on a duty—not just to create stories, but to spread the voice of my people and the beauty of my language. I have decided to publish stories and lessons in my dialect, so that others—inside and outside—can learn it.
          
          I don’t want you to just vote or comment.
          I want you to read, to learn, and to understand.
          
          Kurdistan lives through its people. Through its writers, its singers, its children, its warriors, and its language.
          
          If you are here, reading this—thank you.
          
          You are now part of something bigger.
          

Heyy!  I just checked out your story and I’m definitely reading + voting — it looks amazing! 
          BTW, I’ve been working on my story too, it’s called “The Reality Story” — packed with drama, secrets, twists, and cliffhangers that'll keep you hooked till the end! ️‍♀️
          
          I’m totally up for view-for-view and vote-for-vote, so let’s hype each other up 
           Drop your latest update too — I’m ready to binge it 
          Let’s grow together ✨
           #ReadForRead #VoteForVote #WritersSupportWriters #StorySwap #TheRealityStory
          
          btw, I have already voted for your story.