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 хуй знает

L⚬𝚜𝚝 Ꭵ𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚍ᶩ𝚎𝚜𝚜 ᶩ⚬⚬𝚙 ⚬𝚏 𝚝Ꭵ𝚖𝚎, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚛Ꭵ𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝖼𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜 Ꭵ𝚗𝚝⚬ 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝖼𝚛𝚊𝖼𝚔𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚠⚬𝚛ᶩ𝚍𝚜.

holy moly its my birthday

s/o david and walker (you will never know who they are)