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And, ya know, I’m not perfect; my texts are scattered, kinda like life. Like right now – emotions, street names, and all the unpredictable bits are swirling inside me. Sorry for the typos: hrere's some examples: “thsi,” “wihch,” “quikly,” “ragdoll,” “neva,” “univeral,” “lovin,” “suspec,” “crazye,” “speek,” “amzing,” “luvly,” “tirrible,” and “bautiful.” It’s all real and raw, just like PRadevormwald (de)!

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