YAYYY ALL DONEEE, thanks udah main sama Liz! kapan kapan main lagi othwe 😉
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Haing! How was your Saturday going, Dazeee?
😌😌😌 akubaik kan perhatian nanya ke kalian ups, aku memang gentlewoman 😌😌❤️❤️❤️ #InDiazSarangWeTrust 💜🤪
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House Of Diaz: "Legacy in The Dark."
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Kok kaLiAN ga jwab pertanyaan aku 💔😔😢
Daze! Tonight, me, Diaz's Yushi & Mertzlan's Yushi, We took a leisurely stroll along the riverbank, chatting casually and sharing funny things. We had a pretty good time tonight! We bought two coffees, the bitter taste and the cold night were the best! We spent time without realizing it, two hours passed... and we decided to go home, Goodnight Daze & Mertiez! 💞
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House Of Diaz: "Legacy in The Dark."
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Hype kita dong Dazee!
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Black File #07-ADX | Operation: Everbound Coordinates locked.
The vehicle hums beneath them—steady, relentless. Laughter filters through the static of the open road. Every turn, every detour, another coded entry in their shared mission log.
Today, @SylvanOth @TheHansley @Delmeist @MonarChyson @TheWyrmharrow reaches a classified milestone. Their bond? Deep-rooted. Unbreakable. Like old trees that whisper secrets to the wind. Nature watches. The wind listens. Even the birds adjust their flight.
Fuelled by something no system can track—connection, grit, and the refusal to fold.
They roll forward. One road. One rhythm. One purpose.
Guardamos—Protegemos,
Casa de Diaz.
The vehicle hums beneath them—steady, relentless. Laughter filters through the static of the open road. Every turn, every detour, another coded entry in their shared mission log.
Today, @SylvanOth @TheHansley @Delmeist @MonarChyson @TheWyrmharrow reaches a classified milestone. Their bond? Deep-rooted. Unbreakable. Like old trees that whisper secrets to the wind. Nature watches. The wind listens. Even the birds adjust their flight.
Fuelled by something no system can track—connection, grit, and the refusal to fold.
They roll forward. One road. One rhythm. One purpose.
Guardamos—Protegemos,
Casa de Diaz.
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