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๐™”๐™ค๐™ช ๐™˜๐™–๐™ฃ'๐™ฉ ๐™ง๐™š๐™ฅ๐™ก๐™ฎ ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™ฉ๐™๐™ž๐™จ ๐™˜๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™ซ๐™š๐™ง๐™จ๐™–๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™ค๐™ฃ. after all the late night talks and spilled juicy secrets the virtual kisses and fake promises shared by lonely and loveless strangers, is that all? that was it? what went wrong? just like that, you don't talk anymore. does it hurt? does it sting? or immune you became. ๐™”๐™ค๐™ช ๐™˜๐™–๐™ฃ'๐™ฉ ๐™ง๐™š๐™ฅ๐™ก๐™ฎ ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™ฉ๐™๐™ž๐™จ ๐™˜๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™ซ๐™š๐™ง๐™จ๐™–๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™ค๐™ฃ. in this era and time, love is one click away faking affection till you make it, from falling in love to being dumped, to tales of virtual romantic liaisons and online trysts is new normal and oh so familiar like good ol clichรฉ. ๐™”๐™ค๐™ช ๐™˜๐™–๐™ฃ'๐™ฉ ๐™ง๐™š๐™ฅ๐™ก๐™ฎ ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™ฉ๐™๐™ž๐™จ ๐™˜๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™ซ๐™š๐™ง๐™จ๐™–๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™ค๐™ฃ. speechless? shocked? feeling betrayed? ok,breathe and cry a little then mourn for your plastic love, do not expect something that started with a poke and a wave to last a lifetime up to the grave. ๐™”๐™ค๐™ช ๐™˜๐™–๐™ฃ'๐™ฉ ๐™ง๐™š๐™ฅ๐™ก๐™ฎ ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™ฉ๐™๐™ž๐™จ ๐™˜๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™ซ๐™š๐™ง๐™จ๐™–๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™ค๐™ฃ. everything seems disposable the ugly truth is seldom exposed often faked and filtered, hidden behind layers of limited-edition masks designed to please the love-starved. ๐™”๐™ค๐™ช ๐™˜๐™–๐™ฃ'๐™ฉ ๐™ง๐™š๐™ฅ๐™ก๐™ฎ ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™ฉ๐™๐™ž๐™จ ๐™˜๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™ซ๐™š๐™ง๐™จ๐™–๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™ค๐™ฃ. one statement one killer line one wrong move the game is over before it begun. ๐™”๐™ค๐™ช ๐™˜๐™–๐™ฃ'๐™ฉ ๐™ง๐™š๐™ฅ๐™ก๐™ฎ ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™ฉ๐™๐™ž๐™จ ๐™˜๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™ซ๐™š๐™ง๐™จ๐™–๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™ค๐™ฃ. ๐Ÿ‘‹๐Ÿป๐Ÿ‘‹๐Ÿป๐Ÿ‘‹๐Ÿป -epl๐ŸŒป
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Jun 7, 2020
Jun 7, 2020 at 10:59 PM UTC
BLOCK YOU
๐™”๐™ค๐™ช ๐™˜๐™–๐™ฃ'๐™ฉ ๐™ง๐™š๐™ฅ๐™ก๐™ฎ ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™ฉ๐™๐™ž๐™จ ๐™˜๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™ซ๐™š๐™ง๐™จ๐™–๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™ค๐™ฃ. after all the late night talks and spilled juicy secrets the virtual kisses and fake promises shared by lonely and loveless strangers, is that all? that was it? what went wrong? just like that, you don't talk anymore. does it hurt? does it sting? or immune you became. ๐™”๐™ค๐™ช ๐™˜๐™–๐™ฃ'๐™ฉ ๐™ง๐™š๐™ฅ๐™ก๐™ฎ ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™ฉ๐™๐™ž๐™จ ๐™˜๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™ซ๐™š๐™ง๐™จ๐™–๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™ค๐™ฃ. in this era and time, love is one click away faking affection till you make it, from falling in love to being dumped, to tales of virtual romantic liaisons and online trysts is new normal and oh so familiar like good ol clichรฉ. ๐™”๐™ค๐™ช ๐™˜๐™–๐™ฃ'๐™ฉ ๐™ง๐™š๐™ฅ๐™ก๐™ฎ ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™ฉ๐™๐™ž๐™จ ๐™˜๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™ซ๐™š๐™ง๐™จ๐™–๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™ค๐™ฃ. speechless? shocked? feeling betrayed? ok,breathe and cry a little then mourn for your plastic love, do not expect something that started with a poke and a wave to last a lifetime up to the grave. ๐™”๐™ค๐™ช ๐™˜๐™–๐™ฃ'๐™ฉ ๐™ง๐™š๐™ฅ๐™ก๐™ฎ ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™ฉ๐™๐™ž๐™จ ๐™˜๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™ซ๐™š๐™ง๐™จ๐™–๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™ค๐™ฃ. everything seems disposable the ugly truth is seldom exposed often faked and filtered, hidden behind layers of limited-edition masks designed to please the love-starved. ๐™”๐™ค๐™ช ๐™˜๐™–๐™ฃ'๐™ฉ ๐™ง๐™š๐™ฅ๐™ก๐™ฎ ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™ฉ๐™๐™ž๐™จ ๐™˜๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™ซ๐™š๐™ง๐™จ๐™–๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™ค๐™ฃ. one statement one killer line one wrong move the game is over before it begun. ๐™”๐™ค๐™ช ๐™˜๐™–๐™ฃ'๐™ฉ ๐™ง๐™š๐™ฅ๐™ก๐™ฎ ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™ฉ๐™๐™ž๐™จ ๐™˜๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™ซ๐™š๐™ง๐™จ๐™–๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™ค๐™ฃ. ๐Ÿ‘‹๐Ÿป๐Ÿ‘‹๐Ÿป๐Ÿ‘‹๐Ÿป -epl๐ŸŒป
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