我的好朋友马克拍了这个说三语言的视频,请去看一下!他的视频特别好看!
My good friend Marc uploaded this video of him speaking three languages! Please go check it out, his videos are great!

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我的好朋友马克拍了这个说三语言的视频,请去看一下!他的视频特别好看!
My good friend Marc uploaded this video of him speaking three languages! Please go check it out, his videos are great!
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Rhys stifled a laugh, covering his mouth with his hand, still swallowing down a mouthful of mashed potatoes when his boyfriend sounded so surprised by his rather ridiculous statement. It was true, though, the potatoes were some of the best he had ever tasted, which was saying something because his brother always made the best food in his mind.
" They- they're just s- so good, " he giggled with embarrassment, his cheeks hot red and a wide grin forever plastered to his features.
He swirled his spoon around in the fresh bowl of mashed potatoes as his giggles slowed, only looking up at Eli when he was invited to his parents. His brows quirked upward in slight surprise. Honestly, he was pretty sure he had never met Elijah's parents before. Not yet, anyway... And as much as he loved the mashed potatoes, he wasn't sure he was ready for meeting new people at such a short notice, especially Eli's parents. Still... It was something he needed to do and maybe this was the perfect opportunity for it.
He shrugged a little, grin fading as he scooped up another spoonful of potatoes." I- I don't know... I mean, they- they're really good, but, uh... " Another shrug combined with a shake of his head. " I- I dunno... "
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Strangely prøud øf this... I finally gøt tø stare døwn my insecurities, and face them.
Me: starting today I'll be a happier person Me, a few days later: fuck
Claw out my throat and rip out my eyes
Lean with it guac with it when we gonna guac with it, lyrics that mean nothing we were gifted with guac, is it time to move our feet to an introspective guac. It ain't the speakers that pump guac, it's the guac that makes the beat.