you became qaxooti

I miss the Indian ocean smell , after I wake we would open
All the windows first thing in the morning
and the fresh air was best thing in the day
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garoweboy wrote:my childhood memories man everything about
thee no place like home.
i miss fighting with our neighborhood rivals in ramadhan
Dhagaxtuur
walahi ones i was in a soccer field and i was watching this guys play and this other dudes are are hitting each other with rock you know waraf style and i got hit on the head by a fat rock i didn't even bleed but it hurt like a bitchomar07 wrote:garoweboy wrote:my childhood memories man everything about
thee no place like home.
i miss fighting with our neighborhood rivals in ramadhan
Dhagaxtuur![]()
I don't know where to laugh or not that was dangerous
Child game I got hit once good thing they threw like girls