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qt merchant

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@yzyupdates Bro these the boots they give you at bmt 😭👌

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@YanitedManu @iDx4d @FCBarcelona The only European title that matters is the ucl, not the other nonsense competitions 😭

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@LFC_Tandy Some can only dream of making one final, let alone winning it

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@midnaslament__ You can change her🙏🏼

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@fentanyl And a huge shnozzle

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@GodlyRep He just be dissing everyone😭

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@Amherststation3 It’s just gonna be him rap capping and rape threats

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@chromeonmylens @Kurrco

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Cartunez wasn’t a disappointment bar nett not being on it. Fuck you CXO

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GET THAT RAPIST KENNY

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Ken Carson disses Nine Vicious on his new song “9 b*tches” 😳

“​N**** talk down on the O, we gon’ put nine stitches”

“Pussy bitch, know you a ho, Nine Vicious”

“Who gon’ slime this? I’m ready to slime somethin’”

“You can ask your ho ‘bout this, she already know what’s brackin’”

“Boy, you sugar sweet, honey tea”

“Pop it on the internet, we gon’ leave that boy on the concrete”

“My racks way taller than y’all, these n****s be four feet”

“Bro ain’t even tote no .9’s”

“FN five-seven, you can’t slime a slime”

“And that white bitch you got, yeah, got a Megamind”

“She got a stupid head, done left her face red”

“I’m at your mama house like Tezzus said”

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@skinnydorkloser Nah bro rather play a game than spend time with his girl💀 (we all done this)

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Nett and Lil O call me asap

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Ofc any chance I had to reconcile with her and I blew it 🤦🏻‍♂️

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Broke up on my birthday… can’t blame anyone but myself. So close to each other yet even further away

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Stick to kumon cus this shit is BUNS and I’m not talking about her bbl

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Racks gonna be blown on this trip

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@PlushIsBack @Psyflujo180033 @_common_W_ Life knowing Im not mexican🤣

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@PlushIsBack @Psyflujo180033 @_common_W_ Dumbass frijolero

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Buzz cut all 2026

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Nettspend debuts a new look at his Los Angeles show

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Fawk man… 💔 losing a parent really gets you contemplating everything in your life

[Fabrizio Romano @FabrizioRomano]

Lionel Messi’s letter for his father. ❤️‍🩹

Dad, I still can’t believe that you’ve gone. I don’t fall, or rather, I don’t want to fall. It’s very hard for me to imagine that I’m not going to see you anymore, that we’re not going to talk anymore. I know you were suffering and that it’s for the best, but you left too soon. We still had a lot left to enjoy together.

You asked me so much to play in the last World Cup, and it was in the days just before it started that you got the worst. It was the first time you weren’t going to be at a tournament, but Mom told me that you were going to get better and that you’d be well enough to travel. I told you we were going to reach the final so you could travel.

Every time a match ended I waited for and missed your message. That’s when I realized the situation was really bad. Even so, I didn’t stop thinking about going as far as possible, to buy you time and so you could see a match. We reached the final and you couldn’t be there.

I wanted to win it to bring it to you and show you a new one. I couldn’t; my legs wouldn’t give any more. This time I tried to go against my body, but I couldn’t. I never managed to feel good.

When I arrived you thought we had lost the final on penalties. We couldn’t talk about any of everything that happened. You couldn’t enjoy anything.

We weren’t champions, but you have no idea how much we enjoyed every single match. Once again, you were right: I had to be there and play it.

I’m telling you this because it was the only thing we couldn’t talk about, since you already know everything else. We talked every day and saw each other whenever we could, given my commitments.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

I don’t know what I’m going to do without you, I don’t know how to go on. I only played football and now I have quite a few doubts about whether I’ll keep doing it for much longer.

You were by my side from the beginning; there was so little left until the end. Why couldn’t you hold on that little bit more so we could finish together?

I know your happiness was seeing your family well, your wife, your children, and above all, without the others finding out, watching me play…

It was always like that since I was little. You would take me to all the training sessions as soon as you got home from work. For many of them Mum took me because you were working.

Obviously you never missed a single match. How you suffered watching me and how you enjoyed it, even though you never gave me many compliments.

You were dad, friend and representative.

You were always the person you needed to be in every moment and you never got anything wrong. Beyond a few reproaches or arguments, you were always right. In the end it always turned out the way you said.

I’m going to miss you a lot, but you’ll always be present, and especially in the upbringing of my children, because I teach them and raise them the way you both did with me.

Rest in peace and look after us from above the way you did down here. Thank you for everything.

I love you, Dad. ❤️