To Hassan N., Child
FUCK U MY SON🖕🏻
— Z K.
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To Hassan N., Child
FUCK U MY SON🖕🏻
— Z K.
To marcus, Child
there's not a day i didn't think of you since we last saw each other. i'm sorry for everything i did, i know how hurt you have been. i wish i could go back and do things right so that maybe we didn't have to hurt so much. i've been recovering from everything, and didn't want to reach out until i'm out of the woods completely. take care of yourself always. and i'm always here in case you need me. i love you so much. forever and ever.
— k A.
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