Dirty hands would not the boy who could get them through this get their money keep them alive would do her the courtesy of putting her out of her misery then cut his losses and move on I would come for u I would come for u And if I couldn’t walk I’d crawl to you and no matter how broken we were we’d fight our way out together knives drawn pistols blazing Because that is what we do we never stop fighting 184-5
— Nov 30, 2025 12:53PM
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