CHILD WARNING Girls fighting over a boy

Okay so the story about this is

The girl with the black was kinda a whore and she told, the fat bitch, that she was a whore like her mom.

So that's it:D

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Il peut pas fermer sa gueule l'autre macaque ?

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why is bro fighting a gorlock type build 🙏🏿

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UA UA UA UA meanwhile in the back jumping jacks UA UA UAA...

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imagine getting up after a fight and immediately going to fix your hair… priorities in check girl

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well, she gotta see somehow

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Cringe

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damn i understood basically everything

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Maar ff

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HAHAHAHAH KANKER GRAPPIG

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FRRR THOO

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الطفلة لي تصور كسرتلي نمي نعلطيزمها تعيط باينة مقحب كبيرة ، نيكمها مرة اخرى

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The boy dancing is the best

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"Waarom scheld je mijn moeder uit 😛"

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K ruik nederlands (welke plaats was dit? :marseyexcited:)

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Den haag😭🙏

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Altijd Den haag ook :marseycry:

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And there were a lot of young couples on State Street. The whole area was full of young people enjoying their pleasurable little lives. I saw groups of good looking popular boys and girls gleefully walking together. It reminded me of that fateful night, years ago, when I walked through the Calabasas Commons and saw the same thing. And there I was, over two years later, still in the exact same position. It was very hard to deal with. I quickly drove back to my apartment and cried to myself, soaking my pillow in the tears of my agony.

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