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🦎 +rep good player🦎
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+you're british, no wonder you hate my country lol
go drink some tea with milk from you'r momma breasts, and git gut at tf2 ♥♥♥♥
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im nut
sluurrrrrp siippppp oh yes mighty good gamer juice sluuuurrrrrp burp oh yes johnny thank you gulp
Hotel? Trivago.
Just looking at his picture makes me feel something strange inside. I guess you could call it "love". I'm in love with this duck. I've lost interest in all guys, besides him. Guys who are considered "hot" by the general female population don't cut it for me anymore.
Duck really is all I think about all day, every day. I really do cry myself to sleep at night thinking about how I'll never be with him. If only he knew I existed in this life, if only he knew my deep profound love for him. I know that will never happen though. That is the thought that makes me so sad when I look at him. I'll never be with him, but I'll continue to love him until the day I die.
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