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𝐄𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬

𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭, 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬.

𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐛𝐚𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐭, 𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐈 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐦𝐮𝐜h

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