duwisi! ikot aku jalan jalan yoook, sendiri nih ako 😢

For your information aja. so, basically gue tinggal di Jaksel, yang which is you know la ya Jaksel gimana. Gue sering banget kena mocking when I go to work. like, "woy jangan sok Inggris Lo" like WHT. I'm not sok English, cuz actually gue keturunan UK sih dari bokap gue, yang which is it means gue ga sok sok an English, cuz gue literally keturunan UK. Got it? This is the reason why gue uninstall facebook. kebanyakan joke gajelas, bapak emak kemakan hoax. Oya bocil bucin cheesy also.

Gugu gaga eum ><

Maju mundur maju mundur, cantik... cantik____<

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As December unfurls its frost-kissed chapters, there comes a night where time slows and warmth gathers in unlikely places.

  Tonight, we step into that tale, beneath gentle
    lights and shared smiles—welcomed by the
           ever-merry spell of SARCHRISTMAS.

Once upon this winter evening, strangers turn into familiar faces, and familiar faces feel a little closer. The air hums with anticipation, as if the room itself is holding a secret meant only for those who choose to stay present. Listen closely, can you hear it? That’s the sound of joy arriving softly, without ceremony.

                    Add your voice to the Tunes of Love.
                 Thaw the year’s edge with song.
              Take a Kissmas Postcard.
           Write what needs saying.
        And, winter listens.

Settle in.
Tell a tale. Start a new one.
Welcome to Sarchristmas—where cheer glows softly, hearts gather like embers, and winter feels less cold when shared. And if this night becomes a memory you revisit long after December fades, well, that’s how you know the tale was worth telling. 🎄💌

Kisses and hugs,
Sarchner's Santas.
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